yesterday morning I woke up exhausted. not just tired, but exhausted. it took EVERY scrap of energy yesterday to push myself forward and not just cry. i just felt fantigued.... mentally, physically, emotionally... and i don't know why.
i crawled through the day and by the time i got home, i was a blob on the couch. last night i slept slightly better, but i still have so much of the fog of exhaustion today that i could just nod off right here in my chair. so many things that i need to do or dedicate time to have been pushed aside due to pure mental fatigue... i literally can't think about them right now.
i think i have too much on my plate and no dishwasher.