thinking i should get off my butt and be productive but to no avail. had a nice weekend but dreading summer. i usually feel this way until about september when it's almost over. need to get off the computer and take care of the kids, the house. but i'd rather be on here, preferably under the covers in the dark bedroom where i don't have to see the sunshine so much. eh, i can dream. but reality bites. at the same time i love the kiddos. they make me laugh. it just feels like so much energy i don't have.