I am hardcore

• I am just beyond tired right now. It's so hard to sleep at home. I run errands for my folks and often don't get into bed until noon, and by 4pm there are screaming kids outside my door while I sleep. Well try to sleep anyway. I'm leading myself down the path to another almost breakdown. I won't let it happen, though. In about a month, I'll be living somewhere else. Not too far away from where I am now. I'll still be helping out my parents with errands in the mornings, working the same hours, blah blah. I just need a place where I can actually get sleep, more than 4 hours at a time. I'll have one respectful roommate, who won't be screaming outside my bedroom door at 4pm or having wild parties on the weekends when I'm actually home. Moving is always stressful as we all know, but it'll be worth it when I can actually sleep. It'll also be nice to have more than one room, and not have a washer/dryer in my bedroom/living room/kitchen/you get the idea. Now to a few of you this is a surprise, but oh well I don't like telling everyone everything. I'm at my breaking point where it's either move or go insane.
  
• I haven't really exercised much since Sunday afternoon, but I've been busy working and such. Gotta do groceries in the morning after work then my mom needs to see the doctor, she's sick. Then I'm maybe doing lunch with Lorie. I'm hoping to make it to the marina to go walking tomorrow and Friday morning for sure. I was going to work a 12 hr shift Wed nite/Thurs morning but that got canceled. See how complicated my schedule can be?
  
• Wanna know something else? I actually look forward to work. So I can forget about my stressful life for 8 hours, and have some peace and quiet. Maybe I'm asking for too much in life. I'm not asking God to give me perfection, that doesn't exist. I'd just like to be able to work, help out my folks, and go home and sleep. That is sleep 7-8 hours. Not sleep a few hours and be awakened by screaming children and hammering outside. And like 5 phone calls. And my older sister coming over to bring me cucumbers. I've got to think about it like this, God doesn't give us what we want, he gives us what we need, what we can handle. Apparently I'm hardcore since I'm handling this much shit.