Yep, sure could be stress related. Hadn't thought about that. I'm also dog tired all the time, tho. My weight is holding steady, nothing really to report there. I look fine, I guess. Not as skinny as I'd prefer to be but isn't that EveryWoman's lament.
I went to a county fair in the new town we live in and apparently one is smoking hot if one isn't morbidly obese.
Who knew.

Well, I can handle the tiredness and weight weirdness but I cannot handle my hair falling out. My hair is only about 5 inches long in the spots that it fell out last year and, unfortunately, I've lost a good bit of that newly-grown-in stuff already.
And, hey, I used to get hives when stressed out, too. It is so annoying and slightly scary as it's happening.

Thanks for checking in with me. Things are going okay. I've said it before but MrH is guilty of nothing more than taking me for granted, really. He is so consumed with our remodeling that he seems to forget that I'm even there. I may sound like I hound or harass him but that's not the case. When he asked what he could do to rectify my marital boredom, my answers were things like: sit next to me, look at me when I'm talking instead of sizing up the next project, tell me that you missed me, etc. Easy and pretty basic stuff.
He has always thought that if life intervenes in your romance, you just wait til it settles down and then resume it. He nevereverever sees that it doesn't really settle down, it's just a peaceful interlude til the next shtuff hits the fan. So when we are going through stressful times, his solution is to do his own thing and get back to me when it's over. This kitchen remodel might well take 6 months--or longer--and he can't understand why my heart starts to drift after a couple months of being an afterthought. Little things do a LOT towards us being able to hold it together til the peaceful interludes arrives.

Thanks for the feedback on helping him. I am more than willing to help. It's hard, you know, because someone has to be watching those pesky kids of ours. But I do the small jobs and even made up a list of things that I could do to help him and asked him if he could think of anything else.

You know, GGB, a while back you stated that you thought you might be a QT person after all and I thought, Hmmmm yeah...not me.
Well, maybe I am. Looking back, I can clearly see that my mind drifts when we are not spending any time together. It is simply too much for me to spend all day long here at the ponderosa, tending to the kids and then do it some more when he gets home while he is working on projects and then go to bed and do it again the next day. I'm starving for time with him, time doing adult things. The romance will flow from that, I betcha.
Of course, if you ask H, he will tell you that my love language is ALL of them, lol, so who knows.