Don’t ask me for anything.

I’m all tapped out. Need major me time. And help getting stuff done. FML

—— ironically as I was hitting publish my husband says “Do you want to help facilitate her going to bed?” I shook my head no. I don’t. He gave me an angry look and some words about being up since 4:30 am. He asked. I answered. I’m sitting. No one is touching me or demanding my attention- few short seconds of bliss.

And now to put the kid to bed.

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