How is it that time flies, but I never get much done it seems?
So, last month has been a wee bit hard. Getting the boys back into the groove of school, increasing my hours at work(the bills, they like being paid), trying to get some running in, trying to get some work on the house done(note all the trying and not doing), and most of all fretting about going back to school.
Well, I have to admit I've felt a lot like throwing in the proverbial towel lately. Though I've actually felt that way for awhile now. Since I had to see my doctor for the annual visit I had been forgetting to schedule for some time now, I went ahead and told her how I'm feeling(end of my rope, over the edge, candle burnt down from both ends). So now I will try some little white happy pills. Should take a couple of weeks to take effect, but already the placebo is working on me. I think it's just a thought that maybe someone turned a light on in the tunnel I've been in.
We'll see. I don't really believe in "miracle" drugs and take no drug at all if I can. But this was getting bigger than me, and it wasn't fair to the two little/medium ones. They deserve to have me present and not just here.
I'll keep you updated.
