Words

Sometimes my brain is like an internet browser - and someone is surfing the web of my mind, flitting from one topic to the next, until they can't remember where they started out. Words escape me when I try to put fingers to keyboard. My mind doesn't seem able to focus on any one thing, and I'm constantly distracted. I can't even seem to pull together a to-do list today. So I'm just going to roll with it, and hope that it all gets done to some degree. It's not sadness, per se - it's more just distractedness, absentmindedness. I seem to remember the nickname Space Cadet from my childhood, and it fits pretty well in this situation.  

 

I am very tired, as I haven't been sleeping well at night. No dreams to speak of, none that I remember anyway. Just waking up tired. Which, as I understand it, is par for the course. I said to Lachlan last night that it's not just me that struggles with parenting - anyone would have difficulty managing two young children so close together in age, and that 90% of the time, I'm doing it on my own. Saying that out loud gave me some perspective, which was good.

 

Well, since no one's invented the self-cleaning house, and there are no housecleaning fairies to be found, I'd probably better get to it.

 

Thanks for listening!

Sarah