My kid has a fever high enough that she’s delirious. My dog had a seizure earlier. I’m about one missed semicolon away from losing my job. My in laws are here. We have subterranean termites. Our brand new dishwasher is broken.
We haven’t had a break from shit like this since Thanksgiving. I am so tired. So frustrated. So in need of a vacation/hug/break/financial windfall.
I can’t anymore… but I have to. The sick little shivering radiator lying on my chest needs me to keep going.
There’s so much good in our lives. I’m trying to focus on that. I’m trying not to dwell on the bad stuff. I just… need there to be less bad stuff I guess.
I’m so fucking tired.