Growing Older But Not Up!

Ever since I heard the Jimmy Buffett song, "Growing Older But Not Up" several years ago I decided it was my theme song... here are some words from the chorus:

I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead

I try to follow his theme in my life but sometimes I get stuck in a rut... like now. With being thrust into the caregiver role for my mother it's hard to find time for me, or even for "us" with my husband. I feel like my life is on hold and it makes me angry because I don't get enough sleep and life has to go on anyway and then I feel guilty because my life will go on, but in a few months or so, my mother's will cease to go on. It's a vicious circle.

My old motto about not getting enough sleep, "Sleep is for the dead," seems shallow these days.