Sound the alarm, strum your violins, and grab your tissues. I am going to whine.
Nah. I wouldn’t do that to you. Maybe. But golly gee, I am worn out. The question is why.
Is it because I am the mom to four? No, because some of you have more kids.
Is it because I work full time with a bunch of wild kindergartners? No, others of you do the same thing. And heck, being a stay at home mom is just as hard if not harder! Been there, done that.
Is it because I run endless errands/carpooling? No, some of you do that too.
I can’t blame cooking or cleaning because I do very little of each. It’s my least favorite thing to do. And, I have a wonderful husband who greatly assists.
So what’s the deal?
All I can figure is I am overwhelmed with life at times. This is one of those times. I just returned from a great trip to the beach with my sister. I should be rested, right?
Nope. I am worn out.
I think it’s because I’m old. I really do. I’m old and too busy. Heck, if I sit down when I get home from work, I might fall asleep. I have to stay standing until we eat dinner.
You think I’m joking? I’m not. Truly.
Please tell me I’m not alone.
Might also explain why I am so quiet during the week.
Yes, I know. I’m too old for that too.
But I’m there anyhow. Who cares what the teens think!