Here I sit, no particular plans, slept last night so while still tired wasn't planning on sleeping through the morning like usual, but now that I'm actually awake and kinda in the mood to do something, I don't know what to do. There is so much that needs to be done, but Jon is trying to sleep so I can't do anything noisy, and some of the stuff I need to do requires access to the bedroom, which I can't go in, and moving the stuff around in the living room would make noise too. The only other option is tearing apart the back entry room, but I can't really do that without help and the other massive amounts of things are so overwhelming I just don't know where to start. It makes me want to cry and curl up and not do anything, which is the opposite of what needs to be done. I'm so frustrated at my life, not being able to do what needs to be done, not being able to sleep, always feeling tired and crabby, stressed to the very limits, yet forced to continue on because we are trapped. I hate it.
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