If you haven't read "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett, you should. It's really good but it's also quite disturbing. I'm listening to an audio version and I've got to tell you that I'm overwhelmed. I love it.
I don't know why I turn on the tv, there's really nothing to watch.
I think I'm caught in one of those hamster wheels running in circles. I don't want to go to work, I don't want to stay home. When I'm at work I keep thinking of all the stuff I need to do when I get home and when I get here all I want to do is sleep. The houe is a mess. Not a disaser but a mess. I'm not tripping over trash or anything like that. I still can't see the top of my dining table but it's getting closer. Life has just been such chaos since the day Richard ran away and the events following that defining moment. Sometimes I wonder if there's a parallel universe and people are watching me on tv?! I'm tired and grieving I guess. I probably should go for some grief counseling.
Ever since I broke my leg last year and spent 4 months in 1. a cast, 2. a boot, and 3. a splint my other knee and leg have hurts like crazy. The cast, boot and splint mad walking a very uneven process and that's when it started and it just hasn't ever gone away. Odd but quite uncomfortable.
Let's see if I can think of anything else to complain about? nope that's it for now!
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