Two steps forward, one step back.
I have not the energy to blog, because I am so exhausted dealing with all the moving parts that are my life. This isn't one of those situations where it's the thought that counts. If I'm asking for help, it means I need help, not that it will be just as helpful to intend to help, but not follow through.
Also, between Asthma Man and the guys upstairs' big screen TV, I cannot get a moments peace.
More better tomorrow. At least I was here.