Sometimes when it just feels like too much

hop on a treadmill and run, run, run as fast as you can, till you puke and pass out. But I promise you will indeed feel better... I am not 100% but fuck it, I can't change it all. I wouldn't if I could.. Well yes, somethings I would seriously change. But my little ones, who latch closely when Momma is nuts, they smother me with hugs, kisses, and understanding. Regardless of how I feel or look, they love me, and regardless how much they fuck up the carpet I love them to.. I love my handful of friends and my boy toys that express their caring and concern, and promise me it will all be ok. Thanks... I don't think you know this but your friendship means the absolute world to me.. I think we all just need to rant and rave and throw little tantrums once in a while. I would love to crawl into a ball and just sleep it off, but the little munchkins want popcorn and a movie... I would love to just hop in the car and drive away but it takes a lot of effort to put 3 kids in car seats and another situated with her favorite gear. I would love to eat myself into oblivion but I get sick and throw up. I would love to drink myself into a stupor, but I always wake up in strange parking lots and it is just too cold for that shit. I often do ask, is this it? Is this all I was intended to do in this life? But I can't see it. It can't be just this... I am way to fabulous for this to be it... so looking forward something, anything, it can only get better... right??