I drank a cup of coffee because my husband oh-so-politely made extra last night. Can’t waste, right?
I didn’t get to sleep until 3 am. I’m utterly, totally exhausted. And The Boy kept waking me up – “Mom, the clock is PAST 8 am. This means you’ve overslept. I bet Mr. Brian’s going to be really, really mad at you!”
Fortunately, Mr. Brian of StudioPress/MommyPress etc. really doesn’t care if I need to oversleep on occasion – it’s not like I don’t put in my time 😀 But try telling that to my little alarm clock…yawn.
I want to go back to bed, but I’m not. I’m being all grownup and responsible and working. I think I need some hair of the dog…