Weary At Heart

   My first week back at work has been exhausting ! I can't seem to get enough sleep . I have never been more tired . I just can't handle it .  Wow , that's alot to say , isn't it ? But it's true , I can't handle it .
     All week I'm walking around like the dead . Driving home half asleep . Dishes piling up in the sink . Phone calls not answered . Supper being ordered out . The blog shelved right along with responsibility . The T.V. forgotten and any news of the world . Wearing my daughters socks.........too tired to do the laundry .
   All I want is to be tucked away under the covers . For someone to sing me a lullaby . To rub my feet and just let me sleep . I want to forget the world out there and all responsibility that goes with it . I'm tired and I want to sleep like Rip Van Winkle . . . . undisturbed . . . . until I awaken refreshed and ready to face the world .
   At my Women's Group I kept yawning and silent the whole time . Usually my mouth is in overdrive .I always have something to say . I interrupt people but not that night . One of the women silently mouthing to me if I'm okay .Yeah , just tired .
    It's true what they say . Once you lose sleep you can never get it back . There is no catching up . In our house , if one is tired than all are tired . I'm passed out snoring on the bed , Emily on the couch and Diamond somewhere in her secret hiding space . That's how we roll here ......together.