Can't figure out what the issue is, but I am freaking exhausted. I wake up tired, I go through the day tired, I just want to lie on the floor and sleep for three days. Perhaps my stupidly busy, can't sit still schedule is finally catching up to me.
I thought a few days a the grams house would be the cure for the sloth but nothing wears me out faster than being the only parent within a 100 miles for two days. Being Mommy with no Daddy around really stinks, I like the whole co-parenting thing, I love that I can tell Jeeves my breaking point has been breached and I need a hand. I have crazy respect for any parent going it alone, its tough, really tough.
I skipped out on Zumba last week and didn't work out yesterday. I feel like I'm in a place where if I don't start workoing out again I never will. It's so much easier to just say, "I'll do it later, I'm tired, blah, bleh, blerg!"
Gotta get out from under the funk,
please make me accountable,
tell me to get my ass in gear...