Exhausted.

I am exhausted.

And I just spilled Diet Coke all over myself and the couch.

See, this is one of the problems of owning your own business. I really would like to take a personal day tomorrow, take Rory shopping in the morning then spend the afternoon snuggling on the couch with endless cups of coffee, order a pizza for dinner and just relax. But unfortunately, there's no such thing as a personal day when you are your own boss. You suck it up and go.

Last year when I was pregnant with Rory, I made sure everything was done EARLY. I mailed my taxes on March 15. I sent in the t-shirt orders on April 1, not May 1. Notes went out early. Everything was done pre-emptively because I was so afraid I'd forget something and not get it done in time. This year? Ugh. I feel like I am running in circles and getting nowhere. My head is constantly foggy and no matter what I do, each day there are a million things that didn't get accomplished. For example, the dishes needed done today. My laundry and Rory's laundry needed washed and hung to dry. (In the basement, of course. haha) I needed to enter tuition and I needed to email 3 important emails out to various groups of students. Those things did not get crossed off the to-do list. Instead they get added to tomorrow's already a million mile long list. Unless of course I take the morning off and go shopping with Rory...

I would. I'd do it in a heartbeat but then I have to weigh and measure whether or not I'll feel too guilty doing that. So much needs done, but...

I am listless and tired. Thank goodness tomorrow is Thursday.