Sick and Tired – Literally

Quote of the Day:
I have no quote to share today.

I’m tired. Was up half the night with major stomach problems. Slept on the couch the entire night and let the baby have the bed. It was a miserably long night.

I was able to pick up the baby last night. We had lots of errands to run. I had ordered a new metal sleigh bed and it came in yesterday so I went by and picked it up. It’s beautiful! But it took me 2 1/2 hours to put it together by myself. What a colossal waste of time. The stupid bed is way too big for the bedroom, so I will either have to (1) sell it or (2) see if I can store it at my mom’s until I get a bigger place.

:plain:

I missed LOST. I hope someone can update me on what happened because I was busy messing with the :censored: bed.

Anyway, after picking up the bed, we went and got Chick-Fil-A for dinner but by then I was on fumes so I had to stop and get gas too. :dead: The baby ate his dinner in the car because he was starving. I wish I could say I had a good evening, but really, it just stunk. I should have forgotten about the stupid bed and spent quality time with my son.

I got no writing done. I didn’t even read my email. You know that’s a sad state of affairs if I didn’t even read my email! I did manage to get up and going this morning, though how is still a mystery. It was nice getting the baby up and ready once again. He’s a good, sweet kid. But something happened after I dropped him off. I just started to weep like a moron. And crying really never solves anything. Besides, it was threatening to ruin my make-up and run my mascara and then not only would I look like a sick person who didn’t get enough sleep, but I’d have make-up running down my face.

My only hope is that I can make it through the day. Not sure I can. I have a hair appointment at 6 tonight to get this mop trimmed.

I think I’ll try to drink some tea. Not even in the mood for coffee so I know it’s bad if I don’t want coffee. Hope everyone has a better day than me.

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.