Praise the Lord and Pass The Duct Tape

My last couple of weeks have been pretty much the same thing I write about every week: worship team responsibilities, lots of company and cooking, as well as several music-related outings. I have enjoyed it all, and I wouldn't want to change any of it.

However, in spite of that, it still amounts to tiredness bordering on exhaustion, and irritability, and lack of motivation, and the occasional emotional meltdown.

All I'm managing to do is the bare minimum, which is keeping everyone fed and the laundry done. Usually.

There's just no energy or emotional fortitude for much else. Because some days it takes lot of strength and commitment just to keep my mouth shut. If you know what I mean.

I've even been too tired to pray some days, even though I know that's probably what I need the most.

So I'm going to bed early tonight, to try to rest up, and hopefully start recuperating from whatever it is that's stressing me out. I wish I were like BigMama, and could make this outlandishly funny, or like AntiqueMommy, and make it poignantly humorous, but I'm not, so I can't.

Boo.