What is wrong with me?!

Okay, so that's a loaded question, if I've ever written one...but seriously.  I am so "off" these days, and it's really starting to irritate me.

I either sleep really well or I don't sleep at all (or so it seems).  I have that kind of sleep where you keep thinking you're on the verge of falling asleep, but maybe you're really just dreaming it because enough time has passed to where you've obviously been asleep.  Does that make sense?  Well, it does to me.

I slept like a rock last night, but by the time I'd dropped B off at school and made my way back home to work on homework, I could barely keep my eyes open.  A short snooze would surely get me back on track, right?  Just like last week...five hours later, I woke up in a panic, realizing I'd wasted the entire "child-free" part of my day, and rushed to make up for it.  I read until it was time to pick B up from school and then came home from that, exhausted once again.

It's not just me, either, which is oddly comforting.  N was in a Mood with a capital "M" today, and flat out refused to eat the dinner I made.  Turkey tacos are usually a big hit, and I only made those because I didn't have any ground beef that wasn't frozen solid.  Tonight, though, he refused, so I told him to take it or leave it.  He left it, but with such an attitude that I sent him to his room at 6:30.  He almost immediately fell asleep, and I can pretty much guarantee that I won't hear another peep from him until tomorrow.  7th grade is kicking his butt...or maybe it's the growing/hormones/puberty.  Or maybe a combination of all of the above.  All I know is my 12 year-old has a mustache...and it's not on purpose.  It creeps me out, y'all.

I almost fell asleep on the couch earlier, and I doubt I'll make it to 10:00 tonight.  I have absolutely zero energy, and I've already been trying to think of all of the reasons I might be so lethargic without resorting to WEBMD with a list of my symptoms, because I just know it will tell me I have a tumor.

All symptoms always lead to tumors on WEBMD.

B is the only one, bless him, that is being as sweet as can be.  I realized that he really is my "joy" boy, the boy that is always quick to find the good and bounce back from the not-so-good with immeasurable optimism.  He is just joyful.  His giggles and his smile and his love for all people and things is just such a privilege to see...even when he's a crankpot sometimes!  We all have our days.

I'm going to force myself to get a little more reading in, and then I'm crashing AGAIN for what I hope is a super-restful night because I'm totally going to need it tomorrow.

Aubs