My week was so bad that I totally forgot to post my little April's fools day post. Today was bad, too. I am feeling a little better, but everything seemed super hard. I kept going none the less. I have to keep telling myself that I will do just one more thing. And then keep going. Depression stinks. I am glad that I have James and the kids. They keep me going. Nothing like a little one beaming at you just because you walk into the room. I'll feel better. Soon.