Exhausting
Life has been exhausting lately.Explaining myself. Explaining stupid shit that grown adults with half a brain should know. Running around like a lunatic, literally spending about four waking hours per week at my home. Dealing with things in my life that are all kinds of new. Having a sleep disorder. Christmas in Toyland.
It's all very exhausting.
My mind never stops. Work is wearing on me. Life is wearing on me.
I don't even have time to sign up for the gym, let alone actually go there and get on a treadmill.
Yet, in some ways, I really am putting myself first. I know that sounds hard to believe.
Despite the exhaustion, I am happy. For the first time in a really long time, I feel safe and loved.
I get to spend Christmas with my entire family -- all my brothers and their wives and children. I am beyond excited, and fully expect flames to come out of my Toys R Us credit card sometime between now and Dec. 24.
I keep saying that the year coming up will be my year. This time I might actually be serious.
At this rate, I have a feeling that might be even more exhausting.
Stay tuned, folks. I promise that it will be great.