No Candle Left

I've been burning it at both ends for so long, I think what I have now is a teeny piece of wick and some hard wax drippings.

I'm sitting here goofing off trying to think of meal ideas for the week, since I will be visiting my Mart soon. I don't know if I'm in a rut, foodwise, or if it's just this cold dragging me down, but nothing seems appealing.

And sometimes, it's hard to get the family on the same page about what they might like or want. Everyone loves spaghetti, but I can't fix that every.single.day.

I am beyond grateful that we can buy food, but I'm still in a funk about what to prepare. And y'all know I'm cheap too.

What I feel like doing is getting in bed and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. But, life has different plans for me. Plans that involve a trip to the grocery, a visit to Mr. D's house, a few other errands and chores, then picking up the kids at different intervals, serving dinner...This is why I call my life "glamorous". It's a great gig if you can manage it, but there are lots of hoops to jump through, as well. I always have about 50 things on my mind in any given moment.

Life is good as long as we're on the topside of the grass, right? :-)

Love,