What am I thinking???
This week I have worked myself to death. I have truly overdone it. I think all of my accomplishments would have been difficult for a non-knocked-up gal!
Anyway, lots of crap going on at work. We had a book sale that I donated tons of time to, a teacher appreciation event I helped decorate for, tons of grading and class preparation, the kid, the hubby and no time por moi.
Yesterday, I left my home at 6:45am and got back around 8:30pm. Not normally considered excessive but when you consider I was on my feet all day and my ankles looked like Shrek's by the time I got home, then yeah, it was excessive. My midwife would be so on me if she knew.
Couldn't sleep last night. Little one had a tummy ache from 2am-4am and hubby was snoring like the devil, all night. I finally got out of the bed and rolled my ass to the couch only to be greeted with the beautiful howls of two felines making love, sweet love, outside the window. Oh, and it lasted 45 minutes. I was actually praying that they would die. Cold, I know, but I was so tired. Got to sleep around 5 and up at 6:35. I taught today at 8am for an hour and have to loiter around until our 2:30pm meeting. I am desperate for a pillow so I can curl up on the cold tiles of my office and sleep.
Oh, and ankles are still huge. It is embarrassing.
Why did I ever think I could commit myself to all of this crapola this week?
If you want something done, give it to a busy person. How can I be less busy?
Anyway, lots of crap going on at work. We had a book sale that I donated tons of time to, a teacher appreciation event I helped decorate for, tons of grading and class preparation, the kid, the hubby and no time por moi.
Yesterday, I left my home at 6:45am and got back around 8:30pm. Not normally considered excessive but when you consider I was on my feet all day and my ankles looked like Shrek's by the time I got home, then yeah, it was excessive. My midwife would be so on me if she knew.
Couldn't sleep last night. Little one had a tummy ache from 2am-4am and hubby was snoring like the devil, all night. I finally got out of the bed and rolled my ass to the couch only to be greeted with the beautiful howls of two felines making love, sweet love, outside the window. Oh, and it lasted 45 minutes. I was actually praying that they would die. Cold, I know, but I was so tired. Got to sleep around 5 and up at 6:35. I taught today at 8am for an hour and have to loiter around until our 2:30pm meeting. I am desperate for a pillow so I can curl up on the cold tiles of my office and sleep.
Oh, and ankles are still huge. It is embarrassing.
Why did I ever think I could commit myself to all of this crapola this week?
If you want something done, give it to a busy person. How can I be less busy?
Labels: busy, couch, sleep or lack thereof
posted by Lucy Lime @ 9:46 AM
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