Saturdays seem to be the hardest....

I broke down emotionally today. I was feeling so great the last couple of days, I did way too much. I paid dearly for it today. I cried into my husband's arms that I wonder if we really should bring a child into all this. He reassured me that it will get better and life isn't always this hard. *sigh* I came across an article this week that explains what living with a chronic illness (or pain, in my case) is like. The Spoon Theory Today, I was so frustrated because it seemed that though I slept in, simply getting up, checking email, and taking a shower used up most of my "spoons". It was just frustrating to wake up from a nap on the couch at 4pm and realize the day was gone. I managed to find another "spoon" after an hour of laying on the bed and got dressed, went to dinner, and went to the bookstore. But now I'm tired again. I guess maybe Saturdays are hard, because that's when I slow down long enough for the week to catch up to me. *sigh* I'll have to try again tomorrow.