Monday, March 31, 2008


No sleep. No energy. Nothing left to give.
I feel like I've been dessicated and am crumbling.


PBear said...

oh, dear, I wish I lived closer and could come give you a break... you need some sleep (duh!) and some time to yourself, or you can't possibly remember that things do get better. I'm so sorry that you're having such a rough time...


Anonymous said...

Here's a thought: send your son to school and call yourself in sick. Seriously.

Joeymom said...

So this small piece of string walks into the bar and tries to order a drink. The bartender points to a sign that says "No strings served."
"Sorry," the bartender growls. "We don't serve your kind."
So the string goes outside, does flips and somersaults, bashes himself against walls, and finally looks as tattered and balled-up as a string can get.
He goes back into the bar, sits down, and orders a drink.
The bartender looks at him, slams the "No string served" sign pointedly, and hollers, "Didn't you read that sign, string?"
The string calmly replies, "I'm a frayed knot."