Stressed? Who Me?

Remember these guys, the sidekicks to the villain Ursula in the Little Mermaid. Flotsam and Jetsam. That's me. In appearance anyways. I have this thing when I get stressed. Its a weird thing but it is a tale tell sign of what is going on in my world. no hiding the fact that I stress.
You see when ever I stress, out of no where....seriously no where, one of my eyes.. (typically my right) but it doesn't matter and it is always only one, one of my eyes gets blood shot red. I joke that I look like the eels Flotsam and Jetsam.(if you remember correctly or have recently seen the movie for the gazillionth time, they have one glowing eye... just one... just like me)

I could give a laundry list of things that are stressing me out, and I am not sure at what level my stress needs to be to carry my wonderful one eyed eel trait. It is self diagnosed as a stress issue because when my stress level is killing me that is when my eye is at its brightest red. I have been to the doctors and had eye tests and there are no apparent problems.. it doesn't hurt, itch and has never been contagious. It is solely an appearance issue. I wonder sometimes what complete strangers think when they see me, or if I was to get pulled over if a cop would assume something else. Unloading my stress at my verbal vomit sessions seem to help, but resolution to the things stressing me out would be nice too.

I am in the middle of looking for a place to move. I am being a bit on the picky side. I don't want to live in an apartment anymore. I see a ton of homes listed for rent, but they are either not immediately available, don't take pets, are WAY to much money to justify it as a rent payment or too much of a commute.
So in the meantime I drive the boys to school in the morning, pick them up in the middle of my work day and bring them back to the office with me. I don't think I can get away with that for the entire school year, not to mention I don't want to be doing that. I feel homeless... I have a place to sleep but it isn't my house.
Home is security, it is peace even when it is chaotic. I have taken for granted the space a place of my own gives me.
Right now I am so uprooted.. I miss a good home cooked meal, chilling on the couch and watching a movie, vacuuming my living room floor every time the vacuum lines get messed up.