The other day, while coloring my hair I rolled my eyes over being 31 and needing to cover gray hairs. (OK, replace 'needing' with 'wanting'.) I shrugged and thought, "Well, we all age at different paces". But about an hour ago I decided to blame Garret. My beautiful beautiful Garret. He's giggling next to me, the cutie-pie. He's been giggling and running and tapping and bouncing and rocking non-stop for the last 12 hours. Not such an unusual night for us. Regular sleep is such an obscure idea now. What's it like??
So today is shot. I've got a photo shoot that any of my energy will have to be put towards, so chores will just have to wait. Which is a shame since Garret spent last evening spreading bits of toilet paper in every corner of the house. (I've got to figure out a way to lock up the t.p. and still have it accessible to all the potty-trained people in the house...)
When I decided to come over to the computer I was holding back the tears of self-pity. I'm just so dang tired. I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of having so many things I'd like to be doing but no energy to do them.
OK- Before this gets overwhelmingly depressing let's look at something uplifting...
And, wouldn't you know, while typing this Garret has given up the fight and is now quiet in his room. I'd run to my bed but I just heard Brenda begin to stir. I think I'll just stretch out on the couch and get a little rest.Sorry for the rant. Life is good. Really, it's good. Don't worry be happy. Turn that frown upside-down. Count your many blessings. ...And put on a happy face! ('Specially when there's left-over pie in the fridge.) (Speaking of Thanksgiving, I plan on posting about it. Just waiting for some pictures...)
And I think I'll post this since it has a cute picture and I'm feeling better.
6 comments:
Lindsay, I am often awed by your ability to be cheerful in the face of your challenges. It's okay to show the grittier part of your life on your blog. Personally, I don't read blogs that are one-dimensional, happyhappyhappy all the time. It makes me feel crappy about my own life. So, vent once in a while, we're all with you.
Yeah, what Sue said...
I sympathize with you on the sleep deprivation. It sucks. When I get grumpy I just take it out on my kids. Then I feel better.
Jonnie being funny again.
Thanks guys. Had a good day! Jon- Thanks for the laugh!!!
I'm sorry that you had a bad day. And I'm glad that the next ones were better.
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