January 13, 2003

I don't like Mondays...

The next time I think that a nice hot cup of tea would be nice at 9pm, please slap me back to reality. When I decide to make a second cup because I'm still cold...I don't know, tackle me and don't let me near the hot water dispenser on the water cooler, OK?

FourFuckingAM this morning I finally fell asleep. Knowing that I had to get up early, I asked John to wake me when he got home from PT this morning. I then mumbled something about "tired" and "shut the hell up!!!" and "alarm...set...10am...go away" until he got the hint, shut up, and just set the alarm. I remember he tried to hand me the alarm clock and I took it in my hand and just dropped it on the bed. It was still there when I woke up. I woke up on my own at about 9:30 just because I was paranoid about sleeping too late. I never claimed to be a nice or even civil person in the morning!

I'm pretty damn proud of myself for making it the whole weekend without eating pizza or killing anyone. John and WildChild went out to eat on Saturday and I stayed home and had a nice big salad and some cooked spinach. I think it was nice of them to do their carb-eating outside of the house. WildChild spent the remainder of the weekend working on the first part of her school project (making a family crest) and procrastinating. She finally decided on the crest she would make for herself and then futzed around all evening before trying to write an actual paragraph on why she chose what she chose. She gets so caught up in little details that don't mean a thing that she can't see the big picture (as in, this is an easy assignment and you are making it a hundred times more complicated than it needs to be!) and therefore takes forever. *sigh* She did think that the food idea was pretty good so I'll be printing off some pages of research for her before I run out the door in an hour.

Shit...less than an hour and I still have to iron a shirt!

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