Put a fork in me, I'm done...

I am exhausted.  I had completely forgotten what it's like to work a 30+ hour week AND take care of a home and family.  Two years of unemployment has made me soft.

I am relieved that the weekend is here and would probably enjoy it more if it weren't a holiday weekend where I still have to be "on" and happy and social.  Really, all I want is to curl up in to a ball in my bed and turn out the light and sleep for a week.

I'm dreaming of a vacation.  If my book sells, I am SO going away for at least a long weekend someplace and you know what?  I don't think it will be Disney related!  TWIST!  I know, shocking, right?  I think I would want to go someplace and just veg for a couple of days.

If only...