My Son in his Play

What.

Can't sleep. Feeling sick. Thinking about me and stress.

Last Friday I'm thinking about productivity, feeling hopeful about tackling things. It's massive but I can do it, right? Then lunchtime I get a call with the lovely invitation of do I want to do something this weekend or what? And then I spend the afternoon feeling panicky and acting weird. I'm starting to get it.

May Need a Rewrite... : )

"Just because things have gotten worse doesn't make things better."

Busy, Busy

Super busy at work. I think I really need to hunker down and spend more time working from home.

It seems like I've been sleeping a little more than I should lately. I go to sleep before my kids do and they have to turn off their own light. I should get a clapper. But when you're asleep, you're asleep. It's not like you would clap then anyway.

Ugh

Bad weekend. I ran out of gas in an intersection and crunched my car. (A little.) I'm officially a dummy.

In other news, both my parents look pretty strong.

Win Fail

You win. I lose. I quit. You lose too.

iFriends

Friendships between women include emotional support. Romantic relationships are love and sex and expectations. Internet and platonic friendships are pretty much just about "You are an interesting person." Which kind of rocks.