After I signed off last night, I attempted to fall asleep. No such luck. At 5:00am I was still wide awake. So a couple of hours later, after a few lame attempts to get some shut-eye, I got out of bed. Then, I had what I'd like to call Mama's Meltdown. I cried. And cried. No real reason. I cried because I'm not working and my house is dirty. It should be spotless. But, it's not. I cried, because I was tired. But, I couldn't sleep. The holidays are coming. I'm very thankful for that. So I don't know why I was crying about that. It's now almost 6:00pm, I'm still exhausted (no sleep for the weary), I've done a little house cleaning, no idea what we're having for dinner (but you can bet it will be something easy) and my eyes are still teary. Is there a full moon?
Tomorrow is my doctor's appointment and I'm taking my folks along. Mom said she's buying lunch. That's what I love about taking my mom places with me. She always has lunch plans figured out before our original task is even complete.
Time to buck up and get tough. I'd better go now, I've got some work to do.
Love you more than all the Christmas music playing in stores already. I can't get jingle bells out of my head from my last visit to Costco.
Dreaming with big, wet eyes~