Enough of that. Seriously, I'm depressed, Very very depressed. It's all I can do to make sure the kids are clean and fed and taken to their appointments. I want to scream and yell and throw things. I want to tear apart everything. I won't, ofcourse. I mean that would just be childish. But man, right now it sounds good.
I guess I'll finish making dinner. Something both healthy and enjoyable. Not easy with my munchkins. But oh well. That's part of my life.
What I would like to do is to start drawing. I finally finished that drawing for my friend (pic on my facebook). Now I just need to take a better pic, one NOT taken with my cell phone under bad lighting, and post it on here and deviantart.
However, I don't seem to have the drive to draw. The desire is there, but only just barely.
I think tonight I'll go to bed early. Being awake just takes too much out of me.