I realize that I’m not very prolific as of late. That’s because nothing is happening that seems worth mentioning. And I’m tired. And my husband is still unemployed. And Joseph’s mental care is taking a toll that I just do not want to get into at the moment. And everyone’s going to die from Mexican Swine H1N1 flu! I’m just floundering a bit. And how many times can one say “did laundry, did dishes, picked up kids, Poe still unemployed”? I don’t want to be boring and have no pressing urge to be heard. Yes, there’s stuff going on with Joseph, but I find it so emotionally draining that I simply don’t want to rehash it again – even for my own journal.
Don’t give up on me.
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