mental diorrhama

i'm trying hard not to turn into my father or my mother, my parents, really. but it's difficult to resist.

example: i come home from work, even a measly 4.25h shift, and all i want to do is change into sweats and recline in front of the tv or computer.

but there are children to parent! house to clean! dinner to prepare, to be shared with neighbours! o ne o ny, i'm so very tired all of the time.

so much that it doesn't qualify as news, and hasn't in many years.



ooouugghh.