Tiredness

Am I tired because I'm really tired or am I tired of just being where I am. Is it a physical tiredness or an existential exhaustion?

I think it's a combination of both. I don't get enough sleep to make me happy, although I think that my desire for sleep is a function of my depression. I sleep from 5-7 hours a night, and occasionally take naps during the afternoon.

I look around at my house and think that I must be the biggest slob in the world, but then I remember sometimes at my siblings house. I'm definitely not the worst person for cleaning. I'm not the best either. I think that if I could get it done once, I might be able to keep it up, but it hasn't been fully cleaned since I moved in. Things just keep getting shuffled around.

Sometimes I feel like there are gremlins in my house that make messes just for me to find. Then I realize it's just one gremlin, my daughter.