The State of Me is ...

EXHAUSTED!  Had the grandsons last night.  G#1 had trouble getting to sleep.  We read 4 books and then laid there.  And laid.  And turned over.  And played with his bandaid.  And rolled over.  And almost fell asleep.  And opened his eyes and turned over.  And played with the bandaid.  And almost fell asleep.  Until Grandma moved to get up.  For TWO hours, until Grandma was ready to throttle his gorgeous little neck.  And so Grandma went to bed.  And was awakened an hour later by G#2 crying.  And he'd pooped.  So Grandma, half asleep at 1 a.m., tries to change a poopy diaper by night light.  And then he doesn't want to fall asleep.  (Who would, after all that?)  And then when finally he gets in bed again, G#1 is awake.  I finally fell asleep sometime after 2 a.m. and when G#2 started crying again sometime later, roused enough to poke Grandpa and tell him it was his turn.  And so Grandma got about 4 hours sleep.  And now I'm tired.  But I have laundry and LOTS of house cleanings to attend to.

Will be incommunicado -- ok, MORE incommunicado than I already have been -- while we go to Disneyland.  Expect a calmer and hopefully more caught up blogger by next weekend.  My mother's affairs are getting closer to a calmed-down state, probably about halfway through with all that.  I hope. 

One of these days, I hope to start writing again.  Either that, or give it up completely.  Because it's just not working right now.