So tired I am.  So tired that all I wanna do is clean.  I’m not cooking up some inspiration for a project, I’m not cruising the internet for new music or blogs to follow.  I am not on Facebook.

My house is a wreck.  If I took a photo you’d scream.  So, I’m going to wash and tidy until I fall down into my bed asleep.  I’m sure 10 minutes later the little one will arise from her nap and need to eat, change, play.  We’ll go get her brother from school.  

It will all happen all over again.