Nothing Much

What is it called when you are always busy, but you're busy doing nothing? There's gotta be a name for it! Well, that has been me as of late. Nachos have become my best friend... oh yeah, and we can't forget about my dear friend sleep. So, I've been consumed with eating nachos and sleeping.

Seeeee, a whole bunch of nothing.
What do you call that?

I know what you're thinking... we've had parties and outings and all that, so I'm definitely doing more with my summer than nothing. Ok, you're right. But, the days of nothing far out-number the days of all you can eat ice cream or trips to the museum.

What's with all this nothingness?? I'm not depressed. I'm not overly fatigued (just my usual level of fatigue! lol). I haven't been easily bothered by the boys who are fully and wholly embracing their age! Gah!!

My mind, while going a mile a minute, is full of happy thoughts and excitement for each and every day. I've been eating a lot and loving every bite (I'm not much of an eater, so this is kind of a big deal). I'm not sure what's going on.... but it resembles a whole lotta nothing.

Am I making any sense??

I have been a bit scatterbrained.
I am a bit anxious.

What's with that?? More on that next time...