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I am so tired today. Drained is a more correct description. My eyes are swollen. I can't seem to stay awake. I can't smile. I can't even make myself sit here for more than five minutes at a time today. I turned the television on, then left the room. I crawled into bed and it was the only thing that felt good. Comforting. I feel like I could sleep forever. Thankfully, Logan got all of his work out and finished a day's worth of assignments without needing me for too much. It is a good thing, his sudden motivation. Just like everyday, the girls could care less. They have been engrossed in Barbie's in the bathtub and refuse to come out.I just keep warming up their water. I finally just bribed them to pick up and come out for lunch.

Posted by gwendolyn on September 30, 2002 at 11:50 AM