Running Around Madness
I feel like a mouse in a hamster wheel. Not a hamster, but a mouse. The mouse gets his tail stuck in those little wire steps and flops and flaps and gets beat up hanging upside down by his tail flailing. Not only am I running in one place like a mad woman, getting no where, I'm getting beat up in the process. I'm trying to work from home, be very frugal, and raise my kiddos but this is hard...no one said it would be easy but gee. I was running around tonight trying to get the kids in bed and hit my mouth with the cabinet door real hard. I've got a big ol' bump on my lip. I mean I just slammed myself real hard with the cabinet door. Not only am I metaphorically beating myself up, I literally am!