Yeah. I'm sure I'm wearing this topic out, but oh well. It's five and a half more days until he comes home and right now that could be forever. I've survived 3, but I'm tired. I'm not accomplishing like I'd like to because I can't stay on task. Nothing new there, I've never been able to stay on task, but it's simply more frustrating right now. "focus". Such a small word, such implications when you just can't *DO* it!
kids are upstairs. Not sleeping ,but quiet and thats what matters. Actually Ben and Brianna are asleep. James and Katelynne not. Guess I should have given them all B names. Yeah. Ok. I'm tired, I think it's likely showing. Oh well, this blog is for me and since I don't make anyone read it I guess I can be as unfunny as needed to survive this week, right?
My sister... now she is priceless. She just about had me snorting popcorn out my nose last night. I don't remember the last time I laughed so hard. Probably the last time she got overtired and silly!
I'm gonna put a few things away and then check on kids. I'm considering a nice shower, but I'm also toying with the idea of scrapping that idea and just going to bed. A book, my meds, my flashlight hubbie bought just for me, ( I need a small lamp on my side of the bed!!).. that has appeal too.
Have I mentioned I miss him? I do.
