I'm honestly not feeling defeated or hopeless. At all. I'm quite hopful and excited, really. I'm just kind of sick.
And it seems lately that every day is full of long obligations and appointments and responsibilities. And the pile of clean laundry downstairs will never be folded and put away. And the scattered toys and (possibly important) papers will never be organized and under control. And so many things are about to change. And all is not right in the world, and it's very evident these days.
Today, I finally had an afternoon. And I slept it all away. Sick. The girls and I took 3 hour naps. After having slept in until 8 AM! And now, before 9 pm, I'm ready to fall asleep again. If I can breathe enough to sleep. The rain and thunder are perfect. As is the Nyquil. Hopfully the Z-pack does its magic too, so that I can be full of energy and motivation tomorrow.
I miss my Love too. He's in Georgia tonight, and my room is too quiet. But he comes home tomorrow.
With my pounding head and aching muscles and sore throat, I feel very un-ready for tomorrow. But hopeful for what tomorrow will bring.
Sheesh. I sure am whiny.
In other news....
Can you hardly wait??