Tick, Tick, Tick

It's been two days and ....counting...since I decided to go home for some much over due housecleaning, weeding and talking with my daughter Jill.
ALL need to be addressed, but I can't seem to bring myself to leave the sanctuary of Eds.
I could be in a good place in my life IF I didn't have the above dragging me down.
Yesterday....all I wanted to do was sleep all day and be damned if I didn't doze and nap off and on all day and slept the entire night from 9p.m to 5:30 a.m.without waking. Yeah...I was surprised myself.
Have no ambition. Zip/Nadda!  Having SHIT on your mind can truly drag your ass down. My problems seem un- surmountable to me. The light at the end of the tunnel, isn't present in my mind.
Tick, Tick, Tick.....it's nearing noon.
I'm fairly certain that IF I do go home...I will DO SQUAT!  There seems no place to start and I can't envision the Finish Line.
I have no energy for the motor home, Ed's house or my own.
I get tired.... just thinking about the mess I've made for myself. Leaving "the chicken coop" unprotected from "the wolf" wasn't bright! I shit you not!

(((hugs)))

That's All Folks!