.....What Time Is It?

Wow, has it really been 6 months since I started this thing, and this is only my 2nd post. I know I've got a bit of a problem with time managment, as in I have a problem with seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years. I can't seem to judge how much time goes by. This tends to be a problem in every aspect of my life.
 As in right now, it's 11:40pm and I have'nt done a single thing that I wanted to get done after my girls went to bed. I've got a sink full of dirty dishes I really wanted to get done and it aint looking good.

The Beginning Of What?

What the hell am I doing? I don't know how to write. I know nothing about blogging. But I do know I need to do something. I can feel myself sinking, well not exactly feel, but I can see it. I haven't felt much of anything for a while and I'm fucking tired of it. I need to release almost 20 years of garbage that has kept me from really living my life.
But it's not just my life, it also belongs to my two daughters. They deserve all of me, all the time. I just have NO fucking idea if that's ever going to happen and it scares the SHIT out of me.