It's only Tuesday.

 I can tell I'm pretty much about to lose my mind.  I'm trying to prevent that by writing here.  I think I need to do something else too. 

The baby cries whenever I set her down.  It sucks.  Thank the heavens my Mom came over today to rescue me.  I had these grand plans for rearranging things and cleaning.  Instead I napped for 5 hours. After how many hours does a nap change to just sleeping?  

I feel remotely better.  The house looks like a disaster area.  It's driving me nuts.  I'm having one of those I want to throw out everything I own mixed in with I hate my clothes and nothing fits days.  It's really not a good thing.  

Here's hoping tomorrow is better.