fuzz...

These days I don't have much to blog about. I get on every night, while the kids are settling down, but I stare at the screen hoping something funny comes to mind. Nothing. I've been tired these days, emotionally and physically. I have lots going on in my head, swirling around like gray fuzz. I feel lost and helpless.

My hubby is comforting and the kids always put a smile on my face, but there are things in my life I can't fix and I can't control. I'm a control freak. Type A personality all the way. I'm a mom. I can always fix things, right? Make it better. Take control.

No. No control. No quick fix. Scared. Sad. Worried. Gray fuzz.