Tired. So Tired.

The title says it all.

Tired of my job, tired of J.D. having so many seizures, tired of not having any money, tired of driving an hour each way to work, tired of my car having problems all of a sudden, tired of gas prices, tired of political talk, tired of not having energy to do squat even though I get home around 3:30 or 4 every day, tired of J.D. pissing on the floor instead of the litter box, tired of my attitude towards EVERYTHING.

Just tired.

Later,

Mama Dawg