It's Dusty In Here

*cough cough*

Yes, Beth, I am okay. After being MIA from the blogworld for sometime, I feel as if I should be giving you guys an awesomely hilarious post, but dudes, I'm whooped.

Done in.

Finished.

Ka-put.

Kindergarten is kicking my candy ass, children. Well, not really Kindergarten. More like high school, Kindergarten and preschool have ganged up on me and taken me behind the cafeteria to beat me up. They're bullies like that.

It's been over a month and I'm still struggling for equilibrium. Every time I turn around, there is some event to prepare for, some form to fill out, some practice to get to. I'm freakin' exhausted. I want off the damn merry-go-'round, but I have it good authority that the Safe Place locations do not accept children beyond infancy. Damn it.

I'll find my footing again. Soon, I hope. I sort of remember what it was like to have an actual life. I'd like to reacquaint myself with that someday. I've been fantasizing about Drama Queen having her license, the freedom from chauffeuring her a sweet dream. I'm also dreaming about the end of soccer season. Right now, I'd trade a night with Vin Diesel, Sam Elliott and Hugh Jackman for the last game of the season.

Oye, listen to me bitch and moan! Aren't you guys glad I bothered to put this down? C'mon, you were missing the endless stream of complaining, be honest. I promise, happier, funnier stuff is coming!