If this isn't punishment enough
I was up til almost 4am last night. No. Not with the baby. For my own amusement and setting up this Powerbook of my dreams. And now? The baby is sleeping. This is a good thing. So good in fact I am almost weeping with gratefulness for the Sleeping Gods that made this happen. She's been a crying mess most of the day. But, this is where I am failing to see the humor, I can't get a lick of joint sleep time. Work is calling. Literally. And a to-do list that grew to three times its size in a matter of hours.
This is what I get for enjoying myself in the wee hours of the morning. Too bad a whole lot of alcohol wasn't involved. It could have been one helluva party.
This is what I get for enjoying myself in the wee hours of the morning. Too bad a whole lot of alcohol wasn't involved. It could have been one helluva party.
