Bleh

I feel that I am getting angry way to easily lately. Either that or I'm crying. I'm sure it would help if I could sleep all the way through the night. I have no patience with the Littlest One, there is no way my house is going to be completely set up by the time I go back to work, and routine daily activities (making lunch, grocery shopping, laundry) are annoyances that keep me from working on stuff that needs to get done. Which makes no sense because those things need to be done, too. And I can't focus anyway; I take stuff out of one box, get most of it settled somewhere, then see another box that I could bring to the basement, then find something else to do which leads to something else and before I know it, it's hours later and I'm staring at the original mess I made that I have to go back to but have no desire to do anymore. And then I start writing run-on sentences with little or no punctuation.