Exahustion

It's 11:17pm, Monday night. I'm listening to my husband play Call of Duty and my head feels like it might explode with every blast of his gun. I love him dearly, but I'm exhausted and I'm finding every noise he makes incredibly annoying tonight. Maybe this wasn't the best night to start blogging. I had a bunch of thoughts in my head I really wanted to get down but they all feel scrambled and this isn't going quite as I had planned. The visit from the in-laws on Saturday, a long day of shopping on Sunday, and a sweet but sleepless Xander-bug have left me drained. I'll have to try this again tomorrow after (hopefully) a good night's sleep.