My body has hit a new level of exhaustion, so forgive the rather wordless posts. I'm tired. Worn out. When the snow melted, life started resuming... with enough energy behind it to make up for the 2+ weeks of snowed-in-ness. The idle went to full throttle and, while it's been amazing FUN stuff, I'm about to crash...and hopefully not burn. Why do I do this to myself? Why do I go so FULL force, until I hit a wall? Why am I such a black-and-white thinker? I don't know. I love my friends, and missed them, and we were all dying to get out of the house. So, instead of planning one or two (or three or four) things, I booked, and double booked, and even triple booked my days, so that we were running from place to place. The kids seem to be handling it with the kind of UMPH drive that kids have, but I'm feeling old suddenly.
Annnnnnyway, I did help co-host (my job was invites and pictures) an amazing shower for an amazing lady on Saturday. Megan, we love you!!
Just so-oo so-oo good.
I really ~really~ wanted to make it to another friend's baby shower today, but it just wasn't happenin'. Between leaving my purse out of town, triple booking my day, and being delayed by unforeseen events, several of my plans were thwarted.