So Tired

Most days, I feel I can keep ahead of things. But after being gone all week, just finishing 8 loads (yes, 8 GD loads!) of laundry, steam cleaning the floor from Rileydog barfing on it not once - but twice - last night, aching like there's no tomorrow with the cold and crappy rain, and Beerman being gone on the wild hunt... I'm completely exhausted. C-man wants me to fight crocodiles, and I can't even stand up without wincing. I played an hour of baseball this morning, and I am done. The groceries need to be bought so C-man has something to eat this week, and 2 more loads of laundry have to be folded. Ugh... The laundry's going to have to wait, because I'm going to go have a pity party.