sigh

I don't know what I'm doing with my life.

On one hand, I do know. It's simple. Take care of the kids. Take care of the home.

And yet.

I really don't know.

The times I'm happy are the brief flashes when I get to talk about silly, non-kid-related, shallow, flighty topics like the Oscars or unrealistically handsome Korean actors with Jess and Andrea. I think I really miss my close friends. That's one thing.

The other thing is that I...[baby crying. finish this thought later]