I am BEAT today. It would be helpful if I could stay up all night, but I like sleep. I'd rather forgo cooking, but I LOVE to eat. (Although that IS done for the day) I can't leave off my (highly..hahaha) paid job, or it will be gone. Birdie is crying her blessed lungs out right now for nothing save she's as beat as me. I'll go take care of her because I can't NOT, poor thing. It's crazy all these different hats we wear and the snippets of time we sneak for ourselves. The to-do list will wait, but I wonder if even half the ideas I get in my head for me, for them, for all of us, will come to be. Duty calls. Goodnight.
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Great post, Elissa. I've had that feeling since Christmas - "if only I could stay up all night..." Right now our guest bed is this mountain of laundry...yesterday morning I saw my husband fishing through the pile for underwear and I felt a bit embarrassed. It is so hard to find a balance!
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