19 degrees outside and I am worn out; you know like a bald set of tires you know when it is time to change em. I will just sit and rest and maybe this sore back will heal. Mentally I am fine but I need rest. I am caught up on the dishes and laundry and the kitchen floor is spotless; the bathroom is OK and the linen is fine.
Laurel does pretty well on her own but crying painfully at times. You know when the coach yells at you and says, " Work through it." Well that is where she takes her body. She works hard and sleeps hard.