I'm tired. I have cramps and for some reason I can't seem to get warm. It's that cold-on-th- inside feeling. I have things to do, but all I want to do is stay in bed. I don't have to go to work today, but I'm wondering if I'd have more energy if I did have to go to work.

'The husband' thinks I'm depressed. I am inclined to agree.  Someone once said it's the little things that pile up on us and kills us, not the big stressors.  I agree with them, too.  As bad as I feel about Aunt Harriet Ann's death, I know it's the constant worrying about finances and everyday life is weighing heavy on me. Losing Aunt Harriet was just the icing on the cake. That woman was a pistol and it is still hard to believe that she couldn't beat cancer again.

*sigh*I come from a legacy of strong women on both sides of my family. I need to start acting like it  Snap out of it Myclette! Sorry about the rambling folks.