Brain Dead.

Ryan saying “Cheese”

My brain is fried. I’m tired. I’ve been staying up until the wee hours trying to rewrite Ryan’s story… our family’s story. Then getting up with the kids early and having a normal mommy day. Throw in the nightmare that is our wood-floor installation and my brain is shot. I finally have a guy installing the floor who is reliable and doing quality work. But it still takes time. Meanwhile we’ve been living in a construction zone for three weeks. The girls get home in a half-hour so I have to run make room in the garage to paint trim…..