I am in a funk. I hate it. I cannot seem to snap out of it. I feel like I need time to rest, relax, reorganize, and recharge, but really, there is never enough time to do any of that effectively or efficiently. Besides, shit happens and here I am again, with 500 things going on my to do list for my every one item I check off.
Boot camp is going well, overall. I am finding it more and more difficult to get up at 5 a.m. to get over to the park under the cover of darkness. This morning was no exception. Allison could not sleep last night, so we had her sleep in our room and she grinded her teeth all.freaking.night.long. I got zero sleep. Every time I would drift to sleep, the racket would wake me up again. Ugh. So frustrating.
When 5 a.m. came this more, I decided to sleep in and go to the evening class. I feel so damned guilty about it!
I feel like I am buried under a ton of responsibilities.
Breathe in. Breathe out