Did you ever have one of those days?
Wake up early, on a day when you have no reason to wake up so early? After a cruddy night of sleep that might as well have not existed?
Go to an incredibly difficult exercise class, struggle through the entire way, and feel like total crap about yourself the entire time you work out?
Lose a friend, when you have so few to begin with?
Check your bank balance and just want to, you know, cry - but it's too much effort?
Look around your house and see the overwhelming stack of responsibility that falls on your shoulders - and know that you have zero desire to rectify any of the issues?
Struggle with most of your kids, and feel an utter futility about the future?
Wonder why you bother sometimes?
Or is it just me?