Looking back over the day, I realize it's no small wonder I'm exhausted. Washed six loads of laundry, made Picadillo Stuffed Peppers in the crockpot, hard-boiled a dozen eggs for breakfasts, made a big batch of Zero Point Soup (a WW vegetable soup that is wonderful), cleaned out the refrigerator, fed the boy child half a dozen times, vacuumed, dusted, and almost finished my Quantitative Analysis homework for the week. Waiting to hear back from the course mentor on that one. It's a whole lot like banging your head against the wall when you have no idea what you're doing and have no one around to ask. But hey, I've got breakfasts and lunches done for the week. Life is good!