Whipped
My ass is thoroughly whipped.
Between work (and more work, and even more work), typical home needs and Sailor Hubby’s surgery and subsequent gimpy foot, I can’t turn around without knocking down 50 more things added to my “To-Do” list.
I was so proud of myself last week. I stayed a little late at work and cleared out my email, made a “To-Do” list, moved all loose papers into their appropriate files, updated my project board. And today it appears all that was for naught. I keep falling further and further behind. I have crossed 2 things off my list, out of about 75, and it feels like I haven’t gotten anything accomplished because of the other 73 projects staring at me.
Current Project Board
GAH!
The house is thrashed. But that will have to wait till I get somewhat normalized.
And Sailor Hubby had foot surgery last week. He had the plantar fascia of his left foot repaired. I’m very happy it has been fixed, but it keeps him off his feet for a few weeks. And the pain meds are messing with his mind (as pain meds are wont to do). With the exception of going to bed at 9PM on Friday night, I haven’t had a true good night’s sleep since Wednesday.
Pretty soon I will be delirious.
P.S. My birthday is Wednesday. I am curious if it will be acknowledged. I’ll keep you updated.
