so freaking exhausted.
felt bad i wasn't more use.
i'm sorry that i make sucky frosting.
i'm sorry that i poked a hole in the wedding cake.
i'm sorry that i can't do floral arrangements.
i'm sorry that i can't cook.
i'm sorry i did nothing but stand around.
one more day. i hope i don't forget to take anything with me.
and in the meantime, i'll drag my tired sore ass upstairs and toss it into bed.
i need a hug.