I feel yucky. I'm not sick. I actually had a full night sleep last night but I just feel yucky. My skin which normally sits in a nice location over my bones protecting my insides feels all creepy crawly. My feet which do great things like moving me from place to place feel wrestless and itchy. My brain which has been a great pal to me helping me do things like breath, feel and generally doing helpful things like allowing me to talk walk and essentially live is all over the place.
I'm not sure why but I just feel like &#*!
Maybe its because work has been stressful. New kids starting crying mommies saying goodbye to their little ones. Staff being grumpy.
Maybe its because my trip was unhappily memorable.
Maybe its because little B is turning 4 and little S is turning 1 in the next few weeks.
Maybe its because I'm on a diet that makes me grumpy and mean.
I don't know but I feel yucky.
I've found reading everyone's comments and blogs tends to make me feel less yucky. Not to be silly but I love you guys. Thank you so much for being there for me. If It wasnt for bloging I would be in a corner drooling and rocking back and forth. So here's to you my bloggy friends. Im not naming names you know who you are. And I'd hate to miss any of you. So take it and wear it with pride:
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