Do you ever have days where you feel like you're trying to walk barefoot over gravel? Everything just seems too hard. That's how it feels for me today. I've been to Lily's midwife appointment and I've got the ropa vieja in the crock pot but I feel unable to achieve or accomplish one more thing.
That little piece of scrambled egg on the floor? The clothes I need to put away? The glass of water I should drink? That skillet I need to scrub? The eggs I need to gather? The BABY QUILT I need to finish?
I just can't even fathom how to go about dealing with these things.
I'm only posting this so Hank will know I'm still alive.
Happy Friday or a reasonable facsimile.