"Hold, Please."

I feel like I'm on the telephone of life and am on hold.   Nothing is getting done.

The kids and I have been sick and/or injured in some way.  We get over one thing, and something else starts.  I caught a nasty flu bug that lasted over 2 weeks.  After that I hurt myself.  Then I caught a cold.  I can't take anything other than Tylenol or Advil, so I got to suffer through every miserable symptom.  A week ago I slipped on the basement stairs and hurt my ankle.  I thought it would be okay, but it's not.   If it's not better in the next few days, I'll need to have an x-ray just to be sure I didn't crack something.

DH hasn't touched the taxes yet.  I mentioned them to him and he said he was missing papers.   I thought I had given him the mortgage interest statements, but I hadn't.  That was my fault.   After finding the papers, and giving them to him, he said he would do the taxes.  That was three weeks ago.  He still hasn't done them.  I don't know if he's just being lazy, or if he suspects something is up.

It's very frustrating for me and the kids, because everything we wanted to have finished by now isn't even started.  We are "on hold" and there really isn't anything I can do about it.   I believe everything happens for a reason.  I have never had that disproved.   I can only assume we are being delayed for a reason.  I wish I knew what it was.