Is this what hardcore withdrawal feels like? Because this? This is horrible. Kids, I'm exhausted. Like can't keep my eyes open exhausted - put my head on my desk, falling asleep at Alex's soccer practice TIRED. I don't understand. I know I gave up Diet Coke - but I filled the void with green tea fat burner pills that are chock full of natural caffeine. I am taking vitamins like it was my job and here I sit looking through slits in my eyes to type.
The first one of you who says "But you're so busy" - I swear I will drive to where you are and punch you in the face. Have you met me? Find me a time in my life when I HAVEN'T been busy. This is the only time I've ever worked only ONE job - there have been times when I've worked as many as 3 at one time...and this is AFTER having Alex. This is what I do. I run...and run...and run. Hell - and I'm sorry to say this Colleen - I haven't even been drinking much wine. I did have a glass of Crane Lake Chardonnay last night. I've been trying to get more sleep. I have. Hell, bowling's OVER!
Did I mention the part where I'm taking vitamins like it was my job?!
This level of exhaustion is just depressing. I will stop beating myself up, Pea, if I could just keep my eyes open!
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You need a vacation!
Love you!
I'll second that!!!
Without kids and without an itinerary!
eh - the kids are fine - they are self-sufficient now. I've groomed the little buggers well.
Scary thought - Alex is wearing his Andrean 59'ers class of 2011 t-shirt today. 2011 How crazy is that???
I just registered Austin for kindergarten yesterday! MY BABY!!!
I'm off to pick up the kids and get my 32-oz. "devil water" (how my friend Pam refers to Diet Pepsi) so I will "cheers" in your general direction.
I registered LIly for Kindergarten too. Un-frickin-believable.
as I sit hear drinking my Diet Dr. Pepper, and crying because Austin is starting kindergarten and Alex is going to graduate in 2011, which is only 4 years away, I think I will get up and add some booze to my Pepper
Not to worry, Rebecca, I'll hold up your end of the red wine resolution. Just let me know when you're ready to resume. Until then, I'm there for ya, babe.
And if THEY'RE getting older that means WE'RE getting older...
Oy.
No, it doesn't work that way. They get older, we don't.
But you're so busy
Now come over hear and punch me
PEA!! Don't you instigate me!!
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