Not blogging, not sleeping, not coping
It’s 1:45 in the morning. I’m supposed to be taking the animals to be boarded for the weekend first thing tomorrow, have to leave the house at 7:30am. I’ve not made the clothes for myself that I wanted to get done for the reenactors’ conference this weekend. I’m not being very nice to my kids. And I’m up to my eyeballs in stuff to do both at work and at home. Stress = not going to bed. So fucking stupid. *kicks self* At least I’ll sleep while we’re camping, it’s much harder to stay up too late when living in … Continue reading Not blogging, not sleeping, not coping
