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In a news update that feels too small for my blog, but too large for Twitter:
My husband made mini quiche for breakfast today. Because he rocks.
My work project that I was/am going balls out on is giving me a breath today, I get to do something else.
That something else appears to be "hurt a lot"
I am so tired and have been so useless in all areas of my life lately that I really want to curl up and die for a couple of days. Depression from pure exhaustion, I think. That or build the ikea monolith. Bulding makes me happy.
My husband made mini quiche for breakfast today. Because he rocks.
My work project that I was/am going balls out on is giving me a breath today, I get to do something else.
That something else appears to be "hurt a lot"
I am so tired and have been so useless in all areas of my life lately that I really want to curl up and die for a couple of days. Depression from pure exhaustion, I think. That or build the ikea monolith. Bulding makes me happy.