Yesterday was not the best day. My back, which I pulled in the move, was starting to feel better but yesterday morning I heard a thud. Dad fell in the bathroom. I have no idea how, but I ran in and he was on the floor. So it took 10 minutes to get him up. Did a check, all was fine, no bruises. So the rest of the day went as usual. Today was better.
I can't go crying to people, it's my deal. I don't mind but I am already so tired. Hopefully it will get better.
I just have little mini crying fits. Nothing more than stress relief but still it's hard.
This morning I was up and out to the grocery store and was home before hubby left for work. So I made a cup of tea and just sat on the patio and watched the sun cone up. It was a brief moment of peace. If you asked me what is it that's making you tired, I really have no distinct answer. It's just the day. I'm venting here so I don't burden my friends. They got their own shit going on.
It's only 9:45pm and I feel like it's 3 in the morning. I'm just tired. Lol
Take care peeps, ciao for now.
Thoughts,feelings and rantings of a relatively sane woman striving to get fit! (God help us all!!)
