Hi Everybody! I am writing because my hubby is asleep and I have nothing to do but housework, and I don’t feel up to that. I am tired. I drive hubby to Physical Therapy on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I meet the school bus on Wednesday and Friday; go walking in the park with daughter on Saturday and take the grandsons to church and lunch on Sundays. Hmm. That seems to leave one day free. I should give that some thought. Somewhere in there I take my mom to the doctor and my husband to Wound Healing Center, pick up Rx at drug store and shop for groceries, ours and Mom’s and of course feed the dog every day. She needs grooming too. Every night I change the bandage on my hubby’s foot. I am tired. I need something fun in my life, but what? I have lost interest in writing with hopes for publication—contests and such. I am tired of painting. I am just plain tired. I get plenty of sleep at night. I think the routines I have to attend to are making me tired. But I try not to complain. My family is so wonderful and appreciative. I am blessed. Just a little tired.