I am tired.
Every part of me just wants to be left alone so I can turn into jelly.
I have no desire to do anything.
Breathing right now seems energetic.
Going up the stairs to take a nap seems like too much effort.
I have no idea why.
Well, actually I do.
It's called Christmas.
It's because of the decorating, card writing, wrapping, giving, toasting, visiting, cooking, roasting, baking, shopping, returning, welcoming and uh, the hundred more holiday things I did.
It was all very nice, but it just exhausted me.
Now, I'm tired and I just want to be quiet and left alone to recharge for a bit.
But with all three kids and the hubby off for the next week? That's probably just not going to happen.