Thursday, September 13, 2012

Sigh.

I absolutely abhor complaining on my blog, because I know that you don't want to hear it. 

And before I say this, I know that I'm extremely blessed. And I'm thankful. 

But...

I'm tired. So, so tired. 

I know I don't have children that are up at 2, 4 and 6 a.m. and need every single moment of my undivided attention. But I look like I do. The bags under my eyes? Yeah, those wouldn't cover up this morning. 

It's so hard for me to pretend that life is absolutely perfect when I wake up at 6 a.m. every. single. day., work so hard that I don't have time to pee or eat lunch, sit in traffic an hour to get home every day, and then get home and cook some semblance of supper and try my damnedest to not fall asleep on the couch and actually have a conversation with my husband...who has worked just as hard. 

Add the stress of buying a new house, dealing with contractors while at work, trying to ensure we get out of the apartment on Sept. 30 when our lease is up {so that we don't have to pay double our mortgage payment in rent}...I'm tired. 

Again, I'm sorry to complain. 

Let's just say I'm really, really ready for the weekend. So that I can sleep. A lot. 

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