Man I Am exhausted

So much effort goes into feeling well...Man, I’m exhausted! There’s nausea from supplements, the squeak and throb, Just One More Rep!~ exercising… Man, I’m exhausted! As much effort going into relaxation – rush to get things done (always a backup of things); shuffle schedules, get sitters for the animals – Man, I’m exhausted! Even love, the chores, the cards, the gifts, the emotional lifts...honey-does seeming to have endless reserves, never running short on pantries of exhaustion. Someday, probably, I’ll wake-up, unpleasantly surprised and find myself either stoking furnaces, fluffing angel wings while polishing the backside of clouds – Man, give me a break! Ouch!~ finally something I asked for….