I took a sleeping pill last night for the first time around 8:30 last night. Knocked me out from around 10 PM to 11 AM when my husband called from work. He lectured me on about 5 different things in a 2 minute time frame while I was half asleep (for instance: why aren’t you up? Drink some coffee. Get on the treadmill, that will wake you up. What are the kids doing?). Really pissed me off. But I did get up. I talked to him a few minutes ago and he was way less ridiculous but he did ask if I was going to make the kids help me clean up. They have kind of run a muck because I’ve been so self absorbed. But, I have no motivation. I just want to lay here on this couch and cry and listen to music through my headphones. I feel so heartbroken and sad. He just tells me it’s so unhealthy for me to continue laying around listening to music in my own little world. He says it only makes things worse. And, I’m 100% sure he will be angry if he comes home to this messy house. I have been well so long my house has been fine. Now that I’m not, it looks like a train wreck. There are clothes, toys, coats, everywhere. They even have breakfast and lunch dishes still on the table. I just don’t ****ing care.