I’m sorry I don’t write anymore. I’m just waiting for the day where my days aren’t measured by the spoonful. I’m waiting to find the words to explain what the hell is happening to me. I’m not doing ok, but I’ll live through it.
I have to get my laundry done tonight. It can’t be avoided. My dad has to do his laundry tomorrow and I have an over night bag to pack for my kids. I must get all my laundry washed, dried and folded. Don’t even have to put it away. But I must get it done.
By posting it here I will get my motivation needed to get it done. Yeah, that’s it.
In related news, I’d pay someone 5$ a week to come over once a week and do all my laundry for me.