Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Well, this will likely be the most disjointed and the least articulate post not only that I've ever written, but likely that anyone has ever written.
My brain is fried.
Sometimes it's just too much.
My feelings are all over the map and my emotions are frayed.
It's all too much to think about.
Little or no time to myself (I don't mean B) and others wanting to take what little of time I do have (no, I don't mean you, Nikki--ha!), I always have this, that or the other to do, I need to walk more regularly, I'm dealing with an apathetic husband (Valentine's Day sucked -- thank you, Ed!!! Not the movie, the day itself -- I opted out of the movie. Wasn't in the mood), Ed being home "sick" yesterday, I'm days and days behind on my '90 Days' book/project (not that anyone gives a shit -- I'm not even sure I do right now), my friend Pat wants me to start writing a book, boys here yet again, Ed here yet again, B starting third semester today, not saving as much money as we need....more bills, more food, more expenses, less overtime, no job opportunities, parents driving us crazy, T.J. got out the other day (Ed found him, thank God-- one of the boys left back gate open), peri-menopause in high gear, grocery shopping, cooking, blogging bullshit (Oh, gee, what a surprise the blogging group picked yet ANOTHER Mommy blogger to be featured. Shocker.), being thoughtful of others but not having it returned, not sleeping well, taking care of everyone else....
I NEED A BREATHER. I CAN'T F***ING BREATH!!!
I might be back tomorrow, I might be back next week or in two weeks. I don't know.
To my loyal bloggy friends -- no worries. Love you. Stay well.