Saturday morning thoughts.

 It's Saturday morning and I’m at my second job just thinking about life. After work I hope to take a deep dive into my sheets but somehow, I doubt that will be possible. I have a mountain of laundry to conquer, and my imagination refuses to settle as I continue dreaming about my little home. I am dying to get the keys just to lay in the middle of the living room floor and scream, "I'm finally home". In the meantime, I seriously need to start working out again. I purchased all the tools needed to lose this abundance of weight but no motivation to even start. By the time I get off my jobs, I only want to hug my kids or sleep. A pattern that I need to break ASAP. This diary (if used consistently) may be the honest reflection I need to do this.

Ash.