The title of this post was taken from the song Over My Head by The Fray.
At 5:05 am Friday morning Fall will officially be here. I love fall. My house has been a little chilly in the mornings, anything below 70 is chilly to me. So the last few days when my alarm goes off at 4:30 or 5:00 it has been 68 degrees in my house. That's just cool enough for me to hit the snooze button a few times, and curl up under my favorite red blanket. I find myself making excuses not to get up. I snuggle in deeper, curling my toes around the edge of the blanket so that every part of me is covered. It's as if I think this is going to ward off the inevitable. I know that I'll have to get up. I know that I'll have things to do. I know that the kids will need up in a few. I won't have much time left, but my blankets will feel oh so good. It's a little sad that I'm already anticipating this for in the morning. While I'm still not sleeping very well, I love to snuggle up in my blanket on a cold morning.
On another note I feel like my plate is so full I just can't keep up with everything. Something is going to have to give, and I hope that when it does I'll know I've made the right decisions for my family. I don't know what I want to do with my life anymore. I used to have a path, a plan, I knew where I was going and what I wanted. Now I feel like I have no answers. Maybe I'll find my answers tomorrow. Until then I'm going to enjoy the peace and quiet, while snuggled under my red blanket, and praying for sleep to come.