What is it about Monday's? They always seem to be awful, and I find myself hating them on a fairly frequent basis. I kept waking up all throughout the night because of a blinding headache. I sort of remember waking up in pain, before trying to go back to sleep. It was a rough night, and I even went to bed early last night. What I can say is that I'm very grateful that my leg didn't bother me last night. If I hadn't been dealing with the headache, I might have actually had a great nights sleep. Anyway, I was up at 7 AM and out the door to go walking. I really, really like when that works out. I'd much rather go to bed earlier and get up…

Lizze is not having a good day. Frankly, she's not had a really good day in a while. She's back in bed, and thankfully, the boys are playing nicely together. All three of the kids playing nicely together, doesn't happen very often at all. That in and of itself feels like a victory. I'm thinking that we might have another bonfire tonight. It's supposed to storm, but if it doesn't, the kids will have fun. It's pretty hot and very humid again today, and that could also put a damper on things. The way I see it is that even if we get it going for a little while, the kids still get to have fun and not just be stuck in the house. Lizze will probably opt out of…

I've not talked about this, but lately, I've been struggling with restless leg at night. It's mostly my left leg, and if you've never experienced restless leg, it's indescribable. For me, at least, it doesn't hurt, but it gets to the point where I want to cut my leg off. My Mom has struggled with this forever, and it's awful for her. Lizze has been living with this off and on for as long as I've known her. I don't think I have it nearly as bad as my Mom, Lizze or many others for that matter but it's bad enough that I can't sleep, I punch my leg in a desperate attempt to stop the feeling that keeps building up, and I get to the point that I honestly…