Emptiness

So I didn't make that gratitude sign to hang on my wall soon enough.

I had such an emotional day yesterday.  One of those days where I spent 75% of the day crying for no good reason.  Do you know the feeling?  Well, I woke up just exhausted, walked the dog (more like shuffled my feet around the neighborhood mindlessly), and went back to bed.  Steve asked if everything was ok, and that started the tears.  They continued intermittently all day.  He asked if I'd like to do something fun, and I said, "Let's go to the Zoo."  But I'd been telling the kids to clean their room for days so I told them that had to happen first.  It didn't happen.  Neither did the Zoo.

I got out of the house to go looking for a booster seat for Katelyn (after she refused to sit in her high chair, and then fell off the kitchen chair where we were trying to feed her). And returned without one (I was looking for something specific...I think we'll have to jimmy one.  Our table is wierd, and it goes low so there's no room for legs when they're up on a booster, pushed up the the table).

Later that evening I decided I really should go grocery shopping.  I wanted Steve to come too, but no kids.  That didn't happen either.  I ended up going with Annabelle.  I needed Steve.  

I ended up going to Smith's Marketplace and buying a bunch of clothes and a purse...along with my groceries.

I think I hit an all time record high at checkout.

I think I'll be taking all my new clothes back.

More tears.

Wow.  I'm sure glad that day is over.