Another Thursday

Well, another Thursday has come and gone. I feel so old for this, this mothering, working, living thing. 42 feels like 92 when the baby is sick and work is crazy. By the end of the week I can hardly keep my eyes open, much less find the time or energy to do something creative. Max has a cold/sinus infection/stomach bug. It could be any or all of those, all I know is he is miserable with a capital M. When he is awake he just moans and cries. Otherwise he sleeps, which is wonderful if it would only last longer! I have the cutest planner kits from Sweetwater sitting on my desk BEGGING to be made. I have to get one done for my sister by 1/13, her birthday. The other one is for me. I'm so excited to have them and too tired to work on them. This weekend I hope to sleep, sleep, sleep, and then do some cutting and pasting. Aimee is home so she wants my time and attention, as does Max, Logan, and Matthew. So many people wanting something from me and so few waking hours, it seems I will never have time for me! Don't get me wrong, I love them all and want to spend all the time I can with them. I just need to be one of those lucky people who don't need to sleep much. Otherwise, I'm destined to feel unfinished always. Well, I guess I'd better get used to it because I'm NOT one of those people and at this age, it just ain't happenin'!!! Off to bed....and looking forward to a Friday with a little creativity squeezed in. Oh that kit, how it glares at me :).