I'm tired. Or maybe I'm just worn out and I can't go on any longer. The holidays are coming up and I can't even deal with it. I have to think in advance for Christmas gifts for the kids. And not just from me, but I get phone calls from the grandparents. "What does Timmy like? What does Sarah want? Would they like this? Or would they like that?" Because the grandparents shop all year long, I get calls all the time. Then, there is the holiday dinners. Those I don't mind, but again, I have to think about food way before it is time. I think what I realize is that I am a, not so much last minute person, but a person who needs to think about these things when it is the right time. Two months or even throughout the year is to soon for me.

My husband comes home from work and I am wiped out from working and dealing with the children and cleaning up, that when he wants me to do some work for him that I just stare at him with this blank look on my face. So yes, I am worn out. I think it is time for me to be re-cycled, maybe I can come back as a younger, stronger me. Or just come back!