The last few days have been so tiring. Nothing out of the ordinary happened really but I just feel worn thin. I feel like I do and do and do and nothing happens. I wash the same clothes over and over and more dirty ones appear. I clean the dishes again and again and yet the kitchen is always piled high with dirty plates. The same toys end up scattered across the house every night and it’s just getting to me.

I know, I know, things will get easier but it’s right now I’m trying to get through. Going anywhere with the girls is a herculean task between Leina who is in a rebellion stage and won’t listen and Kulia who is still a baby and wants to be held ever second even though she weights a ton. Just getting their shoes and coats on exhausts me and then to haul them screaming and crying though a store is enough to make me want to shut down. But there is food to be bought, clothes to be washed, meals to be cooked, and a house to clean so I can’t.

But I gotta tell you, doing the same things over and over and over is beginning to take its toll on me. I’m thinking of taking a few days off and getting take-out for a few meals, eating on paper plates, and letting the clutter pile up for a while. Of course, once that happens I’ll have to dig myself out of the mess but a break sure would be nice.

Or maybe I need a new pair of shoes. Or two? Yeah, shoes just might do the trick. Hmmm. Now if there was a way to get to a shoe store with out The Rebel and The Clinger I’d be in business. Ha!