Oh sis, I'm there with you. I'm tired, stressed out, depressed and sick of it all. I beg for help and people without holes in their brain forget! I can't even count the number of times I have fallen asleep sitting up at my desk or in a chair at home lately. Am I calling my neuro? Heck no! What good would it do? None.

Add to it all that we are now taking care of my Grandma. She is a bright spot, though, even if I am more tired. The funny thing is that she "gets it" because she feels so tired most of the time that she actually thinks that everyone else should be, too. She will say to me that I must be really tired and I can heartily agree that I am!

Pass me a margarita!