I was really proud of myself today: washed all the dishes (dishwasher is on the fritz) and my laundry, and helped take care of both babies all day. Also cleaned up the dining room, at least part-way.
But I feel guilty, too. Mary got up early, while I was sleeping, and started cleaning up the backyard, hauling away the remains of the old treehouse; she was back at it again in the evening, and I didn't help her a bit (except for killing a Black Widow spider she came across on a piece of timber). I still feel fatigued every waking moment.
So now I'm here, eating a bagel at 1:30 AM because I can't get to sleep. I was edgy all day, doped-up feeling, and again my face feels funny. I had a nice cry about midnight. The lithium shakes are back, too.
Well, maybe tomorrow will be better.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
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