BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH

That's how I feel right now. BLAH! I don't know what my problem is. You know last week I wrote a post titled "Undone". I talked about how I feel like I work and work all day and at the end of the day I have nothing to show for it because it has all been undone. Since then I have come to the conclusion that my life is too cluttered. We have too much going on and we have way too much stuff in our house. The less stuff we have the less to clean up, right. So I have really been doing a good job of going through things room by room and getting rid of as much stuff as possible. Throwing things away has always been one of my favorite pastimes. I love it. It is so freeing. I just don't do it much anymore because I just run out of time at the end of the day. I barely get the stuff done that HAS to be done as it is. So it is going slow because I don't have a lot of time to devote to it. But what I have done makes me feel good and I can tell it does make a difference. I have reminded myself that I need to be more careful about what I let into my house. So much comes in each and everyday and if I am not vigilant in sorting through it and throwing it away, it really stacks up. For instance, Zac and Emily go to school 5 days a week, Aubrey 2. They each bring home at least, AT LEAST 5 papers every day they go to school. That is 60, yes 60 papers a week. If I am really busy one week and don't have time to go through their stuff we have 60 papers floating around the house. Anyway, I have been doing a lot of purging the last little while and it has helped me feel better. But today is just....I don't know. I fell so...I don't know any other way to say it except BLAH. BLAH BLAH BLAH. And it's not because I have been cooped up in my house for too long. The kids and I went to the Children's Museum and spent the day there yesterday and Steve and I went out to dinner last night with friends for his b-day. And I am leaving in a few minutes to go to a waxing appointment. And I was going to take the girls later today to go shopping for Easter dresses. But I really don't feel like doing any of that. I just feel like sitting and doing nothing. Maybe crying. I don't know. It is making me crazy though. I hate feeling this way. I thought writing about it might help, but it hasn't. Oh well. I have too much to do than just sitting her typing away. I have a baby to feed before I have to leave. And laundry to do and dishes to wash and BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH.....