I am tired (and when you read it put a twang to it to make it sound right with extra syllables). Bone tired. It is the end of the school. So we had Ainsley’s last day of school, Madie’s second grade picnic, Ben’s special craft project with his class, end of the year gifts, next to last soccer game, birthday party tonight, babysitting extra kids, preparing lunches, doing housework, buying presents, working, working, working, working . . . it just never ends. It seems to be a bad time for a lot of people. Almost everyone I have made contact with today is stressed and tired. I’m almost afraid to call anyone. Maybe I am the curse today. The only way to solve it is to bring an end to the day. Bed is the best way to do that.
Too bad I have a mound of laundry to do, kitchen to clean, house to tidy, and two games to prepare for at 8:00am. Hopefully that is all. But I am sure I’ll remember something else that I need to do tonight when I roll into bed. That seems to be the type of day that I am having.