I was so tired last night after Blogopolis. The day was great, I learned some stuff, and my class went well…
But I was a little weepy when I got to the airport. Mum rang me and I burst in to tears. I couldn’t wait to get home.
My boys ran to me when I got off the plane. They were like little ducks all in a row. People smiled and laughed as they all jumped on me. I started to cry a little bit again.
I’m tired. Not like I-need-more-sleep-tired, but tired of something (and I don’t know what!).
I don’t know what it is. Some stuff set me off yesterday and I feel a little heavy hearted today.
You know how you are juggling all this stuff and trying so hard to get it to all land properly… and then it just doesn’t? Yeah, well I think that’s what I felt last night.
I need to re-group. I know though, that I am exactly where I need to be in my life. I am trying harder in life now, than I ever have before… I do believe it will all work out, but sometimes I think we all can get a little disillusioned… Yes? No?
Do you feel like that sometimes? Like, I am trying but where is it going??
Sorry about the soppy post today…
I’m going to spend the day with my family. Amie is coming over. We need to hang out…