The Blahs

I have a bad case of them. I am thoroughly exhausted and I am sure that is at the root of my blahs. But here is a sample day for me these days: Get up and get my 12 year old off to school. Get ready for work. Get the 4 year old ready for school. Drive the 4 year old to pre-school. Drive 1+ hours to work. Work all day with idiotic crazy people. Drive 1+ hours home. Stop at the hospital and visit mom (who is STILL there!). Go do whatever running around mom needs done...bank, shop, food, etc. Pick up my boys. (Three days a week) Drive another hour to rehearsal. Rehearse for 3.5 hours when it was only supposed to be 2. Drive an hour home. Talk to my aunt who is staying with me while mom is in the hospital. Talk to my poor husband for a few minutes to try to determine tomorrow's schedule. collapse. Wake up with a greyhound who thinks he needs out. Repeat this at least once more throughout the night. Sometimes twice. Finally sleep for three consecutive hours, then get up and do it all again. Except on the nights when there isn't rehearsal, then you can insert, fix dinner, do random shopping, laundry, etc.! Last night I forced a run in at 9:00pm. I brought stuff to run today at work. I NEED 6 miles in. I have early rehearsal. I have to see mom. I have so much to do!!! I am so tired I feel like I am bordering on tears and I KNOW I have a bad attitude. I am hungry. I am trying not to over eat because I am not running propoerly. It is cold here again. It is going to rain all weekend. I have a million reasons NOT to run. I need to make myself do it, anyway. This just hasn't been a good couple of weeks. *sigh*