Tired

I have 4 kids that were under the age of 5 at one time. I took them to doctor appointments, bathed them, fed them, played with them, put them to sleep, dressed them, did their teeth, did lots and lots of hair and still don't remember being as tired as I am now just taking care of one little old lady part time. Maybe the key phrase is don't remember. Maybe it is because I am no spring chicken. Maybe it is because I'm still taking care of those kids, a young woman and a husband on top of the little old lady. But I am tired today. My mind is still seeing all the things that need to be done, but I'll be darned if I can get this old body of mine to get up and go.

I am continually awed and amazed by my children who have taken over so many of my duties here at the house. The middle stays pretty clean, the edges are starting to creep in though and I may need to do some deep cleaning here so that it doesn't get too out of hand. I'll look into that tomorrow^.^

I am also grateful for an awesome sweetheart who forces me to take naps and to just say no sometimes and who doesn't care about the edges.

Mom in law is continuing to get better every day. She is still convinced she just has asthma. Some times it just isn't worth the fight. I would guess that congestive heart failure does feel a bit like asthma. As long as she keeps taking her meds, I'll be happy. So far she has only balked at that once and I was able to talk her into taking them. I think as her confidence gets better, she will be okay. I watched her carry her walker through the kitchen because the sound of it dragging was irritating her. That is a pretty good sign to me. I don't think it will be long til she is out running the streets again.