Ever been so tired that you could just cry? That's kind of how I'm feeling tonight. But I'm also feeling a little chatty too.
My workload at my temp job is increasing. I'm not overwhelmed yet but it's coming. I have a lot of accounts that I'm responsible for and tomorrow the credit manager will be giving me even more accounts to work on. I think that will end up being on the "too much for one person" end of things. We'll see. I am one of two temps and it looks as though they're only going to keep one of us so I need to make sure I do whatever it takes to make sure I'm the one they keep.
I'm trying to soak up my time with the children in the evenings because I miss them so much during the day, but I'm so tired when I get home. Finding enough time for four children when I WAS home was a challenge, but now that I'm gone for most of the day it's even more difficult.
My car is still dead in my driveway and we're still borrowing our friends' van. Ian has been in touch with a mechanic, but now we're trying to figure out what is the cheapest way we can get it repaired and on the road again.
Tonight on my way home from work I passed by Lowe's and there was all sorts of police activity and caution tape all over the place. When I got home I checked the news and it turns out they found human remains behind the building. I felt sick because Lowe's is only a few blocks from my house.
Saturday Julie and I spent most of the day cleaning out and packing up her room. We went through all of her clothes and reorganized her closet and drawers, and now have a bag of outgrown clothing to donate. She slept well in her stripped down, cleaned up room. Clutter is such a killer.
I need to do my laundry and I just don't feel like it. Ever. But it's becoming a 911 emergency so I'll have to do it soon.
My hair is a hot mess and needs to be coloured and cut again stat. Not only are my darker roots peeking through, but gray hair as well. GROSS. Hair is such a pain. Looking like a hot mess at home is one thing, but now that I'm working I need to be on top of it. I'd like to go red again but the upkeep is worse than being blonde.
This morning I really, really wanted a cheeseburger for breakfast. But I didn't eat one because that would be gross and not very breakfasty.
I had other things to talk about but in case you missed it... I'm very, very tired. And so I will bid you goodnight.