Sigh.
It isn't easy being me.
I get up way sooner than I would like to, every single day. I hang out with a baby who is very hard to please all day long. Then I go hang out with about 25 kids who bounce off the walls and cry at the drop of a hat for 2 hours. Then I come home and cook something that requires a lot of effort and love (I have been making wonderful french meals lately), then I do all the dishes. Then I bathe Carter. Then I tidy up the basement and have a glass of wine and sit down for about an hour before going to bed and doing it allllllll over again.
Don't get me wrong. I am not feeling sorry for myself. But I will say that I am very much looking forward to Mother's Day. I'm taking the whole day off. And I will spend the day downtown by myself, doing whatever the hell I want. All day long.
But for now, I am running on this hamster wheel for better or for worse.
At least I've been watching some good movies.
Above is the trailer for a movie called Helen, which I watched yesterday and cried throughout. It was the most realistic portrayal of depression I have ever seen in a movie. I recommend it!
