Just a little bit too hectic. Somehow I am beginning to find it easier to cope. It's almost as if there is normalcy to the hectic-ness. I find myself almost getting the hang of it. Or resigning myself to the fact that I have no choice, and that I'd better just dance according to the song they play.
I find it hard however to keep up my work out rhythm. I'm just too tired when I get home. I just want to veg. Yet, somehow I am managing to going back to cooking, cleaning, keeping the house in a somewhat organized situation. I just really need to go back to my work out routine if I want to lose this stupid tummy. Th disgrace of my existent.