Thinking about life, about things, about how life just seems to happen sometimes, and other times it is such a struggle to do anything. RIght now I am in the 'struggle'. Getting out of bed is the last thing I want to do in the moring. Pulling the covers over my head and staying there just seems so much easier and less painful. I know that isn't the answer and not an option that I will take....just sometimes I would like to have things go just a little easier than they do.
But, in spite of me feeling this way, life is still good. I am not depressed, even though it sounds like it. I am frustrated, fed up and tired of trying to deal with all the shite that has been dished me lately....but once I am up and going, I am good. I just hate waking up. I always have...not a morning person, not the kind to jump up and go even on a good nights sleep. I like to snuggle into the blankets and give myself another 5 minutes.
Today is Mother's Day here, I know it isn't everywhere tho. I don't have any set plans. My daughter has her son for the day (shared custody) so I am sure we will all get together and spend at least the afternoon together. I am sure it will be fun. If the weather is good we may go to the park and have a bbq. Nothing cast in stone yet.
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