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Sometimes I feel like there are never enough hours in my day. I can't seem to get anything done. I clean then there's another mess to clean up. I do the dishes and I turn around and the sink is full again. The laundry, well let's just say I can never keep it washed or folded. There is always something and I feel like I'm just treading water and can't get out. There's never time for me and I'm needing it so badly right now. I feel I'm everything for everyone except me. I feel very unhappy at times and all I want to do is lay on the couch. Nothing is never enough and when I give it my all it always seems to be undone in mere seconds or somehow backfires on me. I need another me. One to catch me when I'm falling. I have a great husband and good kids, but I feel like I'm never understood. They don't understand exactly what I need, yet I don't really know how to explain it to them. Between school, preschool, taking and picking up Todd from school, losing my keys, losing my cell phone, forgetting my wallet when my gas light is on, the nasty lady at the bank who didn't want to take pity on my poor wallet forgetting soul, but did in the end, grocery shopping, Christmas shopping, appointments, errands to run where do I fit in? Does it sound selfish to just want to be me, not someones wife or someones mom all the time? Maybe I'm just a baby. I don't know. Too many nights I stay up late or just can't sleep at all. The only thing that tends to calm the storm for the moment is hot cocoa and marshmallows. I'd go soak in the tub if I didn't always have to fish the toys out. Does it get better? Time to sign off and finish picking things up, again. Didn't I just clean the kitchen last night? How in the world does it get messy so fast? If you have the answers please tell me~~~and give me a solution to my problem.