You know when you feel like you are pushed and pulled in so many directions that you just want to sit and cry? It seems I've done that a lot lately. I can cry on the drop of a hat, whether I'm happy, sad, or yes - watching the biggest loser. Thank goodness I have such awesome family and a wonderful hubby to pull me out of a funk when I get in one. I'm not sure where to dig for motivation though. I don't get dressed unless I absolutely have to. If I do a load of laundry or two, it's a big accomplishment and I feel like my patience is thin a lot of days. I guess I just need to go to bed and hope that tomorrow is better.