Crazy Train

I feel like I am going crazy!  My husband is sleeping on the couch and I am bored to death.  I am not a sedentary person by nature and this is KILLING me!  For the last three years, or so, I was in a funk.  I admit it fully.  I had terrible post partum depression.  I felt like I was in a tunnel with a thick, menacing fog of doom around me.  Had to take Prozac AND Wellbutrin just to catch a wave of normalcy.  I couldn't shake my preggo weight from Flynn, no matter what I did, and just felt like total crap for years.  It was terrible feeling chained and isolated from the things I enjoyed.  Then one day POOF it was gone.  I shook the 'meds' and the apathy and the slug life.

I sincerely believe my "filoroid" problem really contributed. It is gone now and I will forever have to supplement, but I feel liberated.  I feel energetic and motivated.  I feel fun and on the verge of being me again.  Instead of going through the motions, I make a stand.  I have all of this energy and desire to see the world and no where to go.  D is obsessed with his company and I am potty training a two year old (A.K.A. chained to a toilet.)  It is absolutely maddening.  I am so bored I feel like screaming!

I love my kids more than anything in the world.  I love my husband when he pays attention to me.  That is rare these days.  I guess I need to find some suitable things to do alone or with the kids before I LOSE IT!

Anyway, there you have it.  Why I am a bit on the evil side these days.  It is not because I need a stiff drink of Holy Water.