Thursday, June 4, 2009

Wake Me Up When It's 5:00

I am so tired. At my desk right now considering propping my eyelids up with toothpicks. I wonder if they have any in the break room. Hubbs is out of town on business. Whenever he is gone I sleep like absolute crap. It is weird, I am a super light sleeper when he is away. Usually it is because I am paranoid of intruders or something but my mom is staying with me to mellow me out and I still sleep shitty. Any little noise Sonya makes, I am up. The cat is so excited that hubbs is gone that she is determined to snuggle with me ALL NIGHT LONG. By snuggle, I mean meowing, pacing the bed trying to find a comfy spot and until she finally just plops down right on top of me or at my head and purrs. This is cute behavior, but not at 4 in the morning. I am tired. So tired.

I purchased a LeapFrog Laugh and Learn Musical Table with removable legs, that hey, those legs really aren't removable once you get them on. It is too tall for her so it took me googling this stupid model to realize that I would need a butter knife to get the legs out. It worked perfectly and she now loves her table.

Last night we had a bit of a scare. I went to go feed Lucy in the garage. I had Sonya in one arm on my hip and went to go scoop out the dog food when I accidentally stepped on Lucy's foot. She yelped and leaped out of the way which caused me to lose my balance and fall right on my ass hard, but I landed on her dog bed. Meanwhile, a weed eater and some roller blades* fell on my shoulder, all the while I had not loosened my grip on Sonya so she remained unscathed and completely unfazed over the commotion. Phew!

Gross, now feeling like last night's Chinese food is not agreeing with me at all. Maybe I should get a Sprite from the break room instead of toothpicks.

* In an attempt to get fit, the hubbs and I got rollerblades a couple of years back. They aren't used much, because...well, they are rollerblades. But when they are I make sure to rock bike shorts, mirrored Oakleys, and a bright pink Muscle Beach tank top with huge arm holes so you can see my sports bra underneath. I know fashion, fools.

1 comment:

Jiff said...

sorry about the sleep. I am with you. Hubby goes out of town, I get nervous. I've thought about a home alarm system but what I really want is a big, mean dog. I have a collie and a siberian husky -- neither of which are watch dogs.

Maybe I should get a German Shepard?

Sorry about the least you had a padded landing. :)