elemenopeee.

it's late and i can't shake off this bout of insomnia.

it's the summer that induces it, always. it's the long lazy days and the memories that have embedded themselves in the inner most portions of my brain. memories of days slept in and nights for fun. memories of pregnancy and pregnancy related insomnia. memories, just memories.

sigh. i feel stretched thin. there's just so much to do and so much to worry about. i hate having to-do lists, or worse, worrying about somebody else completing tasks they need to do. busko, for instance, is infamous for holding things off until the last minute or it's too late. i have taken it upon myself to put together exactly what he needs to do and rate their importance. i've wrote all tasks on paper, underlined things to be done ASAP, and tacked it to the wall. he realizes i mean business and has been good with checking things off his list. he did ask me why i didn't make one for myself and i really didn't have an answer. i still don't.

achilles seems to have little man syndrome. it's safe to say....he's not a baby anymore. how depressing, yet remarkable. i have been a mother for 2 years now and i hope the fact that i gave him life will be thanks enough for making me one. <3

...i've all of a sudden grew a liking for cardigans. there's something about clean cut button down cardigans over funky shirts that i'm really feeling. in the past week i've accumulated three. they're cute and i'm excited to don them in the fall.

oh, i can feel fatigue. writing always helps.