I'm a simple mess.
~My camera batteries are dead.
~Daniel is out of town speaking at another conference. I miss him so.
~The boys can't take a bath without dumping half the contents of the tub onto the floor, walls, etc.
~The vintage china cabinet I bought on Monday and picked up yesterday, is now laying on it's side on my porch with all the glass now completely shattered.
~I can't figure out whether to use cloth diapers or disposables for the next baby.
~I think we got overcharged at the thrift store today.
~I can't seem to accomplish anything.
~Did I mention my love is gone?
~My little boys are crying because they are overly tired. And they miss their daddy.
~I've eaten five chocolates. That's more than the recommended serving size. I doubt I will be stopping there.
~I miss their daddy too.
~I have ridiculous ideas about what life should look like and then feel sad when things don't turn out like I've imagined.
~What's even more ridiculous is that I know these ideas are ridiculous and still get melancholy.
~I don't trust enough.
~I don't let go enough.
~I'm terribly impatient. Especially with myself.
~I still really don't know what to do about the diapers. It really upsets me.
~It's borderline ridiculous how much I miss Daniel.