As of Late

I have 25 tabs open in two different Internet browsers.

I just counted them.

I also have enough applications and programs open on my desktop that my RAM is getting jammed.

My computer screen is something of a microcosm of my life.

Spread thin.

Like squeeze cheese on a cracker.

Which leads to my motivation imploding.

Which then leads me to sitting in a room full of half-folded laundry, dirty dishes, unfinished projects and dust bunnies.

Which then leads me to confessing my domestic sins to the blogosphere.

Someone,

Please,

Give this mom a cookie.