Once again, it's time for bed. And once again, I haven't touched most of the things I need to do.
Why does it seem like there aren't enough hours in the days? By the time the kids are fed (multiple times over), a small fraction of the house work is done and I have a spare moment to myself, I'm exhausted and it's time for bed. I really would like a few extra hours each day to work on the projects that make me feel alive or that I hope to use to cultivate future job opportunities.
But as I am exhausted, have to wake up at 5:20 am and will get woken up a couple of times between now and morning, I'm going to bed. Good night.
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