Good times and bad times both come and go.  I'm waiting for the stressful stretch to go for sure.  After the concerns for the dogs came the frustrations at work.  I like to have a full plate to make the day go fast, but not one that is overflowing like a river with no end or solid ground in sight.  I also want to feel productive.  Instead I feel like I'm flailing in that river lately.  Every step forward feels like there is something that drags me back under.

I'm mentally exhausted to the point that I thought about just standing up and logging off mid-day yesterday, but I know that won't save me as I can't help but think about the tasks at hand most of the evening and as I lie in bed.  Fun times.

I'm praying for that breakthrough.  If you're so inclined, please send a prayer up for me.  I sure could use a bit of help.