I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t tired. I know that
there were days when I was energetic, but I can’t remember them. I wonder if it’s
the amount of time I spend on the computer. If it’s the fact that I’m a
sedentary little (well, big) thing and don’t exercise my body to the point that
IT’S tired. Maybe it’s the medication, the reading, the TV…oh, I don’t know.
Maybe it’s because I’m always worried about something that needs to get done.
Right now my house is completely torn apart because of the
new laminate we (read: Kenny and the girls, I mostly sat and watched) put in. I
have to put together the final touches on my lesson tonight but my head is
swimming with plans for moving shelves and making the house look like our home
and not a hoarder’s home. I’m also up to my eyeballs in stuff to do at work,
but I can’t find the energy to do anything about it. I hate walking into
classrooms because most of the time I either get told something else they want
me to do, I can’t fix it so I have to leave them disappointed or I get the 3rd
degree on what I’m touching and whether or not I’m messing it up.
Oh crap…I forgot about school. I’ve got to make time to
listen to my lectures, read the book, and take the test.
Poo!
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