Exhaust

Man, I’m so tired.  The last week or so has been far too involved.  I’ve been running around like a mad man trying to get everything that is important done and sometimes I just feel like I’m doing it alone… and I shouldn’t.  Emily sits at home and takes care of Emily all day long and tries to get some cleaning done in between… and attempt to do any favors I’ve asked of her… and maybe I’m just grossly undervaluing her, but sometimes I just feel like the work is disproportionate (sp?).  I feel like a horrible husband when I get angry or I get frustrated.  I should just keep on truckin’ and get things done, but is it natural to feel like this?  Gah… I feel selfish right now. 

We had a Christmas party at work today… they tried to kill it by calling it a holiday party, but the peons prevailed.  It was a lot of fun and the food was awesome.  Mike is going to give me his recipe for coleslaw… which was the best freakin’ slaw I’ve ever had in my life.  I’m going to make that stuff forever.  Marshall was absolutely adorable in his little Santa suit.  I’ll have to post a pic in a later entry since it’s still on the computer.  Blah… I’m too tired to keep writing.  Goooodnight.  Loves.