This house is simply exhausting me. There are toys seemingly everywhere, and I can't keep up with the whirlwind toddler in my life. That's the worst of if, really. But I end up saying "aw, fuck it" and burying myself in some other useless activity...like posting here. Sometimes I divert my attention to laundry and dishes, which salves my service ache a little bit, but the toys...what to do about the toys?!?
I've been trying to keep up with the flood of doctor appointments and fitting in social get-togethers. It's just been hard to get in the mood to do anything but curl up in bed and sleep. *wry smile* And playing hard, like we did on Saturday, doesn't help! Beloved and I were invited to dinner, and things became more of a swap-play evening and we didn't get home until 2 am. It was fun, but the added sleep-dep isn't helping my motivation. Can't I just have my cake AND eat it too?
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