You know, it has been days since I have accomplished anything. I am exhausted. Of course I am not surprised, but the not getting things done is piling up all sorts of messes around here. I have allowed myself some slack, but this is getting ridiculous. Dishes seem like such a chore ( I do get to them, often right before the kids come home), I have no desire to make a dinner (I do this too, often mac and cheese or hot dogs), laundry is slowly getting done day by day (thought the quote "I need clean underwear is driving me nuts"). So there are some successes. I can't decide if it is the late nights (though many nights I am in bed by 8:30), the future move to we don't know where yet, the stress of husband hunting for a new job, seeing the futility of my own job, difficult child having his typical exhausting issues, or worrying about DDD or the dog's mental health. Maybe all the above. I need some words of motivation.