I’m kind of surprised that this didn’t happen sooner with a nasty cold, a sick spouse, and an active toddler, but I am full on running on empty.
I’m not sleeping well.
My nose won’t stop running.
I break into sweats at the weirdest times (though mostly at night while I’m trying to sleep).
I am being touched all day long. From the minute The Babe wakes up, it’s MAMA UP. MAMA SNUGGLE. MAMA WALK. She’s even stopped sitting in her chair for meals, and instead only wants to sit on mine. Which is really code for sitting on my lap while eating and playing with my food.
Today’s coup de grace: Everybody Nap on Mama Time. I had The Babe smushing into my face on one side and The Cat up my ass on the other. As fun as that sounds, it’s not super conducive to sleeping. (For me, that is. Everyone else passed right out.)
I am on load #4 of laundry, with #3 still sitting in the basket, waiting to be folded.
I have a dishwasher full of clean dishes and a kitchen sink full of dirty ones.
Even though I know it’s going to make me absolutely crazy to wake up to the mess, I simply can’t make myself get up and do it.
And I’m crying inside (okay, maybe on the outside, too) at the thought of having to take the dog out one more time before bed.
So, yeah. TGIF.
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