The house is quiet. Cowboy is at the lake. Curt was asleep by 7:30. When we see Dr. Brown on Fridays, he misses his nap. Sometimes this happens.
This is what I say I need. Alone time. So, why am I not happy? The television hums softly to HGTV instead of blaring ESPN. Perhaps the alone time I need is a shopping venue, a restaurant/bar with friends, etc. It doesn't seem like a break when you can't leave the living room, I suppose.
Work is kicking my ass, Tae Bo style. I have to work in the morning for an hour or so. I need a break so badly.
I am overwhelmed. Maybe I should increase the dosage of Wellbutrin as recommended. At least I had time enough tonight to "do" my roots.