Wherein I forget I have a blog.

I wonder, I wonder.

Should I even bother? Should I start from the beginning? Pick up where I left off? How do you make up the time from then till now?

There is little to say that matters in the long run. I take care of the kids, take care of the house and and the end of the day, I end up lacking the time and energy to really take care of myself.

I wish I had something meaningful to add to the greater story, and I want to find it. I hope I h

Yes, I know. Motherhood is a worthy endeavor all its own, and all that, but I'm tired of it. I'm tired of scrubbing crayon off the walls, and the floor.

There is more to life than poop. Right?


Grampa said…
Funny how our minds can oftimes coincide. Here I was mulling, and you helped me to decide. As to the question, there is more to life than poop. It's just that we don't know what. But don't worry. We have LTC.

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