I've solved the mystery of my overall blah/tired feeling this past week. Yep, the crud is back full force. I'm sort of relieved in a way because I was seriously thinking of checking myself in to a psych ward. I decided no way to OT this morning. It's an hour commute each way and no bus on Sat. so I would have to drive. I'm crying over the loss of wages but seriously need some time off. Wednesday we had to go to Joey's doctor's appt. in Pittsburgh (PGH is the abbreviation that I always use and I realize now that it's not a well known abbreviation.) I never seem to have any time for anything anymore. When I am home, I don't feel like doing what I have to.
My house looks like its ready to explode/implode or both. And tomorrow is the first stage of moving Megan. I'm hoping to get at least a few things done around here today because I noticed that there's some major weed whacking to be done. My son hates the electric weed whacker and fusses continuously about it. Once in a while, they let him bring the gas one home from his job which he will use. Otherwise, I end up whacking away while he cuts the north forty.
Tomorrow is supposed to be lovely here again so I'm hoping to get some pictures of Megan's campus and house. Keeping my fingers crossed that this is a 24 hr bug I have.
Have a great weekend!!!!! (Sick tatty tag created by Jenn for me in my PSP group...bottom tatty's creator watermarked Barbie; snagged by me through my group.)