blarg

It's only Wednesday and I want this week to be over. Maybe it's the heat, maybe it's hormonal, maybe it's just me, but ugh, this week blows. I've done fun things, I had a fun photo session with my fam on Monday. had a hot double date with good friends last night, but during the day I'm attacked by lackluster blah for everything. I don't want to edit. I don't want to change diapers. I don't want to clean. Plan a meal? Forget it? Go to the grocery store...that would require energy. I just want to sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep. Or vedge. Vedging has been my full time job this week. I hate it when I'm like this. I'm a go go go kinda gal. Someone who goes even when she's about ready to drop dead. And maybe that's what this is, the aftermath of someone who doesn't stop. Unfortunately the things that get sacrificed are the things that would help me. Ice cream social with friends could go a long way for uplifting me out of my fog, but no, I slept through it. Cleaning my house would make me feel less stressed about the long to do list in my head. Yet here I sit, blogging. Looking at etsy. Checking my emails. Google chatting with my brother. Dreaming of the bedding I want, but also loving the runner up that I can afford. I feel like I've done nothing thus far this week. And when I look back it's because I haven't. My to do list with daily chores that I started with this week has been lost somewhere under the clutter of crap that is accumulating on my kitchen counter and in my brain. So I apologize for the lack of blogging, and the lack of anything exciting enough to blog about. Bare with me while I wait for the blah's of this week to melt away in hopes that next week will be better and I'll be back to my old self.

I envy her life...