...since my last confession session. So let's do this!
I confess that I had a major mini meltdown yesterday about the mess in this house. I threw away so much stuff, it was liberating. And I yelled at the hubs for his 5 random piles of clothes and shoes and crap scattered all over the house. But he helped clean most of it this morning and made me breakfast, so I suppose I'll keep him. ;)
I confess that as much as I have complained about my mom moving in with us, it actually hasn't been so bad. Gasp! I know. I'm kind of shocked myself. The other day, I came home and the living room was vacuumed and the dishes were all done and the trash was taken out. It really helped to alleviate some of the stress and rushing around I do when I get home from work and try to wrangle the kids and make dinner, etc.
I confess that I've been feeling blah lately. No energy, no motivation, no inspiration. I really just want to sleep, eat, and read pretty much all day. But then at the same time, I feel antsy, like I should be out there doing stuff. I don't know. I'm just blah.
I confess that I have been watching Colin Farrell movies like my life depended on it. Total Recall, S.W.A.T., In Bruges, Epic (which yes, is an animated film, but he's the voice of one of the main characters!), etc. There's always something so appealing about a scruffy bad boy. Rawr.
I confess that I am not yet ready for Monday. I need another day. That is all.