Lately I've been feeling like I just can't get my shit together. Writing, getting stuff together for the shop, keeping the house clean, managing the budget for the family.
Chores when the kids are home is akin to attempting to work whilst small monkies hump you and screech in your ear. I'm all burnt out and spinny. My sister asked if I just needed a break. And I felt like there could not be enough break time in the world available to me.
I think it's more about me just failing then my load being too heavy. There is this internal dialogue that tells me if I was better organized, got up earlier, did whateverthehell better it would be just fine. But I'm just tired. And my head hurts. And my kids and husband - feel like walking, breathing expectations that I keep failing to live up to.