Lately I find myself so tired by the time I get done with work that there is no me time at all. My wonderful free time is spent sleeping!
By God Son, you heard me correctly! Sleep it’s a wonderful thing..
I find myself more and more everyday wondering why I’m such a focking idiot magnet. Is it the scent of my cheap $3 any bottle that looks pretty shampoo? Maybe the all beautiful just crawled out of bed look that I sport everyday since there is no time for makeup or fashion? Maybe it’s just my eat shit you’re bugging me attitude I’m so great at showing to the world.
I have no clue but I tell ya something I do know.. It takes less than five minutes to get ready to walk out of this house these days.
- Clothes straight from the clean laundry basket
- A quick scrub of the teeth & face
- Stealing socks from my 11 yr old son’s dresser cause it’s just too much work to hunt mine down
- A quick loopy pony tail because fighting my hair into submission takes too much time
- Manicure who the hell has time? My nails look like crap
- Ditto on the truly missed pedicures I no longer have time for
- Breakfast .. Umm do snack crackers & Mt. Dew count while driving down the hwy at 3pm
I’m 28yrs old a fact I have been trying to hang on to with every day that May gets closer to us. I am not ready for 29 because 30 will be just around the corner then. I am not prepared to be lifeless and old before my time at 30! Gone are the club days, the hey let’s jump in the car and go anywhere moments at midnight because we’re bored. Long gone are the lazy Sundays watching football.
Now at the tender ripe age of 28 any moment that I can get to myself is spent catching up on sleep. Dear god I am not 60, I should not require a mid-day nap to carry out my day without murdering someone.
Katy loves to pick on me about some of the truly moronic shit that spews forth from my mouth on a daily basis. The other day we were talking about something and she asked my thoughts on it. My reply, “fock girlfriend I could have been sleeping!” Oh yeah it’s a sad sad moment in time when I would rather catch up on sleep than make a 10 minute drive to visit friends. Worse yet when I think hmmm I ‘ve really got person X on the brain I should give them a call. But then decide to take a nap instead because I’d actually have to give up an hour plus to have a converstation with them.
I’m not depressed. I’m not bored with my life.
I quite simply am tired.. I work out of the home a few days a week which means extensive travel. The rest of the week I’m never off the clock since I work from home running several dot com companies. Add to this mix a very active 11yr old midget, a wonderful hubby, and parents whom built their house right next to mine. Fock no wonder I’m tired!
Now let me leave you with that endless ramble, it’s time to clean the house, run errands, and dream of the nap I don’t have time for today..
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You forgot to mention the part that every time I call I start the conversation off with “Damn girl, did I wake you?”
Yes, sleeping has become your thing. “Hey girl, I’m going to send these solo ads out for us and then go lay down for a nap.” Ha Ha! I’m jealous. Instead of sleeping I’m up at the butt crack of dawn working on god knows what and then chasing toddlers around all day. Ah, come help with that!
Your line that you’d rather be sleeping, yeah that’s something that I have to mess you about for years to come now. My answer for everything now will be “Why would I do that? I’d rather be sleeping!”
I look at as you’re just going through a phase. Nature makes us extra sleepy just before our kids hit their teens, so we can rest up for the scuff. ;)