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Missing Life

So I have missed blogging. I have actually not been doing anything here lately. I think I am depressed. I was thinking about it last night, and I have figured that must be it.

 First off, I am getting fat. I want to eat crappy stuff, or well I don't want to cook at all. I have not cooked real meals, baked, or tried a new recipe since I found out about Don passing away. I realized at home I don't really do anything. I am not sure what I do with my time once I get here, I get the kids and all, keep the house picked up (Not clean) but I don't watch TV, I am reading a book, but not very quickly. I have not even been playing the games on my phone that I play.

 So to get myself out of this funk I have GOT to make time for myself, make a grocery list and menu again... Just snap out of it already right?

 This week seemed to be going by so slow, and now I realize that tomorrow is already Thursday and then its the weekend, the weekend I have to work. So the weekend too, shall pass quickly I am sure.

 Not really a whole else going on right now. The kids are almost out of school. I am dreading summer. Tim works days now as well so this means the kids will be together, stuck at home, a good part of most of the days... Or one or two will be with me, at work. I have got to figure out a bunch of things to do with the kids to wear them out by bedtime each night!

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