Jen Hatmaker - Worst End of School Year Mom Ever

Jen Hatmaker - Worst End of School Year Mom Ever

I read this today and got a wonderful endorphin high. "It's called auditory reading." That made me giggle. I don't have kids but feel the same as this mother. I must have sympathetic apathetic lethargy. It's a thing. Look it up. I mean didn't I just pay that bill? I know I washed these clothes the other day. And why are there no more spoons??? I just did the dishes!!

I haven't made my bed since I washed my sheets. The fitted sheet is on and the pillowcases are once again encasing the pillows, but the rest of the bedding is in a pile on the floor. The floor is clean. I vacuumed an hour before the bedding landed on the space it is occupying. I drag a quilt over me if I get cold at night. It gets kicked to the bottom corner of the bed when I wake up because somehow it has wrapped itself around me like a boa constrictor in the night. This is the best I can do at the moment.

I care but I don't care and I'm tired. I also have a severe Vitamin D deficiency which I now take a weekly prescription to correct. 20 minutes in the sun is just too much to ask. The sun is bright and I'm pretty sure I'll go up in flames from the heat if I step outside while it is shining. Plus, I believe my quarter-life crisis---like everything else in my life---has bloomed 5 years late.

Sympathetic Apathetic Lethargy. It's totally a thing. Probably goes by some pretentious Greek or Latin name though so we didn't realize what it was to look it up on WebMD.

Aha!!!

Sumpatheia Apathes Lethargos. 

Totally a thing.