Tired

I went to be last night tired. Physically, yes, but also tired in a whole lot of other ways.

I'm tired of struggling, for one. Struggling with finances, struggling with parenting, struggling to keep my soul topped up on strength, struggling with things on the Landy that I can't get right. Some days it feels like running in peanut butter. I can work my butt off and I don't get anywhere.

I'm tired of sitting with an overfull to-do list, and not enough energy to do it - eyes too burned-out to look at the screen one more time, imagination kaput, hours too short in the day. Last night I tossed and turned all night, plagued by strange dreams and too much on my mind.

But today's a new day. And I'm going to try make it different.