Seems like such a simple question. I never know quite how to answer though. Especially when the question is from a friend who actually is interested in a sincere answer.
At the moment, on most days, I am doing okay. I am able to get out of bed and get to work. Once at work, I pretend to be a functional human being. Then, I come home. If I have enough spoons, I run necessary errands. If not, I just head home and hope I don’t get run over in the crazy traffic.
At the end of the day, I’m exhausted. But then, I usually start off tired from too little sleep punctuated by weird, often disturbing dreams. If I manage to get everyone fed, I call it good. I occasionally just go to bed after supper if my partner does not insist we watch TV.
Weekends are better. I can hide from the world for a time. But then, there is laundry, dishes and a wild stab at sweeping and mopping. Plus entertaining the kitten, feeding everyone and the like.
But, I do have a trip to see my OSO coming up thanks to the generosity of friends. Plus I am hopeful that I will get to see my brother and meet his kids in July!
So, how am I? Tired with moments of joy, some frustration, some physical ills. And hope.