You know the kind where you just want to stay inside, curl up, and ignore the whole outside world? The kind where even reading a book is possibly too much effort...what with all that eye movement and page turning?
You do have days like that don't you?
Well I do, and today was it. I woke up just in time to take a nap. At one point I tried coercing the cat into bringing me a juice box because getting to the fridge required more speed than I could muster on 2 legs. She wouldn't do it. See if I buy her anymore Cat Fancy.
My vital signs picked up about.....oh....4pm....because you know, even zombies come alive when they smell fresh brains...and someone was cookin' in my kitchen! It was my middle son, and no he wasn't really whippin' up a batch of brains (cringe!), but he was burning some garlic bread into a lovely shade of charred charcoal. Imagine! The poor kid was starving and I was comatose! There goes my Mother Of The Year award. (Again.)
Guilt consumed me so I threw together a mindless but delicious pot of spaghetti & fed my herd. I even washed the dishes, folded towels, and got tomorrow's school clothes layed out for the little man so I wouldn't have to count the day as a total waste.
But now? WIDE awake. It's the downhill slide to 10pm and the sandman is not here, not even close. Ugh. This is NOT good. I have got to get my act together. Starting first thing tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow.
I have got a zillion things to do before Wednesday - which is when my little sugar s'max turns 9 years old. There are gifts to finish wrapping, cupcakes to bake, classroom treats to figure out, and a spiderman'ish blanket to finish crocheting! Oh great, now I am giving myself anxiety. Breath in, breath out.
I swear, what is wrong with me that I can't get myself in gear??? Maybe I need a vitamin boost. Or a good swift kick in the hiney.
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