Thursday, November 3, 2011

it's sixteen miles to the promised land and i promise you i'm doing the best i can.

i am stretched thin, worn out, and exhausted. i have been battling my flood insurance company for some time now and just when i think i'm out they pull me back in. sigh. i'm fighting them, i'm running a sleep deficit and what i'm getting is broken and not restful, and doing dishes makes me want to scream. i have no more reserves to run on this week. i need a solid night's sleep and some downtime.

wow, that's whiny. i get super cranky when i'm tired and stressed. i'm going to go finish up some chores now so that i can get some sleep and stop with the woe-is-me routine.

good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.
-fade out-

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