Ugh.
I should be writing a paper right now. Or preparing for a huge presentation that I have tomorrow. Or cleaning the kitchen.
I am paralyzed by responsibility.
I seem to be dropping all of the balls that I should be juggling. Beyond the schoolwork, I am just generally failing at life. My relationships are suffering, my patience is non-existent, and I can't seem to get all of my clean laundry put away despite my best (ok, halfhearted) efforts.
I am in such a funk, they should call me The Funk Master.
My dear husband should be promoted to sainthood for putting up with me lately.
My kids deserve a pony for having to eat so much fast food and deal with crazy mommy.
Tell me this is worth it!
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