I've got a to-do list a mile long (not to mention 10 lbs. more than a year ago!), two babies and a house to take care of, and sometimes I don't feel like doing any of it. Sometimes I don't even want to walk out my front door. I call it lazy, but actually it scares me a little when I get to that point.
There have been two specific "worst" times the laziness has happened before: when I had strep for six months and right before I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. Every time, though, I wonder if everyone feels like I do and they just deal with it. You know, working moms who train for marathons on no sleep and take meals to needy families while homeschooling? Young fathers who do school and work, both full-time, while filling demanding callings and doing home improvement projects?
Is everyone tired all the time but they do stuff anyway? Do they want to do the things they do? Do I have a mental illness?
Am I making excuses?