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Aaaaah, I could rip out my hair. I am way to tired, like miserable aching everywhere tired and I am sick of complaining out loud. (lj complaining is therapudic...however thats spelled)Really though, I feel like I am always saying I am tired..but I am so tired that I stare blankly, causing people to ask if I am tired. It's a viscous cycle. I clean and clean more then I ever have in my life and it is messy the following day. I cook and cook then more dishes. God, and money, I should have more then I do, but at the end of the day it is gone. I am budgeting, but budgeting and building life don't go together. Ugghhhghghhghg....stressed. I would discuss this with my husband, but he had his wisdom teeth taken out and he just doesn't need to think about this kinda stuff. I hate money.