Some days just get you.
Today is one of those days for me. As I type, I can hear my son, who has been laid down for a nap (due to his non-stop fussiness this ENTIRE.FREAKIN’.DAY), throwing various items out of his crib and across the room. And, I continue to type.
The phone hasn’t stopped ringing. E-mails haven’t stopped coming in. The list of things I need to get done this week keeps growing. The stress of upcoming life-changes seems to be sitting directly on top of my eyebrows. Deadlines are bearing down on me. And, I can’t get the doggone blog homepage to look right. Continue reading