Sometimes, I feel like the earth beneath my feet is sucking out any remnants of energy I may still have (which is negligible at the best of times), not unlike the aggressive, callous job my Dyson inflicts on my poor unsuspecting rug. I feel insignificant, helpless and chronically fatigued.
When in this state, and faced with a day's worth of my daily responsibilities and rituals, I am utterly overwhelmed.
Morning craziness including breakfasts, getting everyone dressed and presentable (hair, teeth, socks etc etc), school lunches, mediating disputes and disagreements, packing school bags, remembering school necessities, getting into the car, driving the children to their various schools in peak hour traffic, then home again to tackle the mammoth job that is the aftermath of morning craziness, and that's just the beginning... all before the clock strikes 10am...
Its been that sort of 'sometimes' for some time.
I do hope it changes soon.
