It’s funny, really. I’m sitting here in bed at 2:30am, watching TV and writing this post, and I can’t help but look back at the last year and the fact that not only will it be a new year in just a few days, but it will also be a new decade.
Call it a mid-life crisis, call it depression, whatever you decide though, I’ve spent the last 8 months looking back on my life for the past 39 years and I feel like I’ve accomplished absolutely nothing.
Currently, I’m working on a full year-end post that I hopefully have ready before the end of the year. It’s a bit difficult to do when everyone is awake, especially my autistic son who is a constant ball of energy which makes it nearly impossible to get anything done except chase him throughout the house.
In the meantime, I have just two words to describe my current mood: