understanding

I had a straw-that-broke-the-camel's-back experience today. I found out that my apartment has to be sprayed for bedbugs. Again. It's a HUGE amount of work to prepare for and recover from spraying, worthwhile only because the alternative is co-habitating with blood-sucking beasties or moving out of the bedbug epidemic zone that is Vancouver. With stress and exhaustion levels already high, I felt utterly overwhelmed in the face of seventeen loads of laundry, packing, and vacating for pest control. I sent out a few pleas for prayer to a few close friends. Since then I've had two phone messages and one email message from three friends who get that this sucks. I still feel overwhelmed and exhausted, but it helps to know that there are people in my corner who can sympathize and even lend a hand. A little understanding goes a long way.