I know. I know, you’re thinking, “Again?”. Well, yeah. Kitty* just left and I’m not really sure what to do with myself. We had such a wonderful time… and now I’m just left feeling so tired and I have so much to do, but I still have no motivation to do things. When I finally get to doing something, I’m so cranky about anything that even remotely gets in my way. In fact, I’m cranky a lot. I feel like I have no peace. Like I’m constantly treading water looking at the shore, but it just doesn’t get any closer. It’s not getting farther away, but it just ain’t close enough either.
I think I just need some me time… I haven’t had a lot of me time in a long time. At least not as much me time as I used to hate having… Isn’t irony wonderful?