Oh. I feel like my head weighs ten pounds and is currently clouded with feathers. That makes sense, right? James woke up a bit early this morning and I was in such a deep, hard sleep that it took a couple of the shouting, "Momma, I'm up!!"'s to actually get my butt outta bed. And now that we are up (at 7:45 no less) I still can seem to function. My head is all fuzzy and my body is apparently filled with lead. Of course, being in this state, the most natural thing for me to do next is blog about it, right? I knew you'd agree. I might just come back later to read this post and think that I am crazy, because I don't think I am making any sense on here.
I'd better get coffee. And cereal.
Peace out.
3 comments:
Oh, I'm glad I decided to check your blog today b/c I see that you've posted-- twice! I'm impressed! Keep it up!
I know how you feel... I don't ever want to get up. And I usually don't use that time to be productive, but usually it's to blog about it and complain! :)
I feel that way almost every morning, too. I can usually start the washer and that's about it.
That's my day today. Ugh. I should grab some coffee...
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