Restless

I am restless. Every cell in my body feels like it's going to explode into a milion pieces. I have a gazillion ideas but only beginnings of ideas. No middles or ends.
I want to create someting but I can't focus long enough to get started. I think maybe I need to go run for a minute or two and then I'll be able to focus.
I'm all alone tonight, or at least I will be as soon as my f-i-l picks up the dd. It feels good to be alone sometimes. It's like I can breathe again. I love my family to pieces, but this motherhood thing came on way too early and starting with a 7 year-old is so much different that starting with a baby. We fast-forwarded straight to smartelic replies and arugements. I didn't get any of the cute baby gurgles or bubble smiles. Instead I get "Why can't I shave my legs?" and "It's not fair that you always get to sit in the front seat!". Ahhh motherhood.
Okay, I'm off to run and hopefully release some of this restless energy so I can create something.