Lots of people clawing at me right now. Every time I turn around, someone needs something or wants something.(Do I hear weeping violins?) Okay, it isn’t every time I turn around but I still want to crawl in a hole and hide. Do you ever get so tired that you worry that you aren’t safe to drive? I’ve been at that point several times this month. I keep thinking of a post tezzie828 from Thoughts from a Reader, Writer,Surfer wrote about being overwhelmed. Her post made me feel like I wasn’t alone and it was okay to admit it. I admit it. I’m overwhelmed. My spinning plates are wobbling. I’ve had to let some important ones fall and I’m frustrated. Actually, that last sentence isn’t really honest. The only reason they fell is because I put them up there to begin with. Do I really need to spin that many plates? I don’t have to live my life like a hamster in a wheel. I don’t. Things need to change. Seven more days until spring break.