That about describes how I feel at the moment perfectly. It's almost 1p.m. and at 2:30 I was supposed to take Theresa to a Christmas party for about an hour and a half just because she's never been to one. It looks like it'll be next year. I have a good mind to plan for the next school vacation but that doesn't usually work out too well. Therapy has increased so much over the past year that I have no free time unless I'm asleep. I miss the days when we could make plans and keep them but those days are gone for a while. I have been attempting to get out of the house more for things other than therapy but it's not going well. I'm thinking that we can go somewhere besides the grocery store every now and then. I want to have a garden next year but the ground is too hard, I'm thinking the containers will have to do. I just have to buy potting soil when it's on sale, off brand. I think I'll get some herbs so I can stop buying them. I managed to do ...