bone tired.

I'm seriously beginning to think that someone is sneaking into my house every night and pumping me full of sedatives. Sneaky little sucker. How are you getting past the dogs?

So sorry for the lack of blogging lately, but I am spent. I come home from work and collapse. I'm beginning to think the amount of medications I'm taking is definitely catching up with me. My poor husband is doing EVERYTHING around the house. What a good little housewife I have. =) I wonder how much longer this will keep up. I should probably stop going to bed at eight. I have no idea what's going on in my house.

In other news, I actually got up and went to church on Sunday, and what a good thing I did. The whole sermon was on worrying, something I know a lot about. Mr. Perfect actually leaned over at the beginning of the sermon and said "you should be paying attention to this!". Thanks bud. I got it. But it did reitterate my thoughts on how I should not be worrying about this stuff in my life, that it needs to all be given to Him. Still working on that...

Hope everything is going well with you ladies! I'm still reading y'alls blogs even if I don't have much to say right now!!