I'm very tired. Of a lot of things.
My kids are kinda driving me nuts now a days and I am running out of patience.
I want to yell and scream and cry into a pillow as I type this. [which may or may not be Tuesday evening.]
I need to start losing weight, cause right now, I'm gaining weight, and that's no bueno.
I eat when I'm upset.
I enjoyed lunch with my husband the other day.
I try to over analyze things, a lot.
I think that I drive myself more nutso than the things around me.
My ankle is getting better but I'm still not able to walk right...limp like a pimp.
I have to get more excited about this little place on the interweb asap, or else.
I wonder a lot of the time if people are reading this.
I think I'm in need of major motivation...but what kind, I'm not sure.
I have a few cool blogs coming up and I hope you like them.
I need more time than usual to 'get over' things. That's bad? Good? Not sure, really.
I can't wait to get back to my happy self, I'm way too pissed out lately. Not gonna lie.
What other people do should not be of importance to me as much it is.
I know who I am and I know people care about me. I know who doesn't.
I love my friends that love me back and give a dayum about me.
I really care about this blog and the people that read it.
I'm annoyed that I've confessed so much...keepin' it real.