I remember why I stopped blogging…

I don’t have any fucking time to post. I have spare time now, but it’s not really spare. I should be getting ready or doing laundry or dishes or cleaning out the fridge or grocery shopping or any number of things that need done around here.

My husband has been doing all of it lately. I just don’t have it in me. I need a med change, but both the doc and myself are nervous to switch anything. I’ve been on the same meds for 7 years now. The depression it just getting worse the sicker my son gets.

Damn, I might have some catching up to do.