I feel like I'm losing my mind.
Every day of my life is one big blob of getting up early, work, more work, walking, more work, highways, children, homework, Tae Kwon Do, dinner, work, more work, more walking, trails, hurty knees, dishes, more work, making lunches, and collapsing.
To complicate things? People in my life are being weird. It's...challenging.
I mean, I guess it's good. But it's weird. It's unexpected. It's sort of like if someone called you an ass the first two hundred times they saw you and then the 201st time they called you sweetheart and gave you a big hug.
I don't know if I like it. Or trust anyone. But that could just be the exhaustion talking.