This weekend was particularly unrestful (I know, not a word but whatever, I’m TIRED people). There was little sleep, lots of crying, frustration and caffeine.
Courtney didn’t sleep well Friday night. Honestly, I don’t remember much other than her crying for 2 hours or so. We even tried to bring her into our bed but that ended when she started pulling my hair. Hard. And that was the end of that.
Saturday night there was a power outage, which shouldn’t really matter at 1:30am. Except… First, I couldn’t fall asleep. And then the power went out and the alarm started beeping. The white noise machine in Courtney’s room went out and she woke up from the silence. There were lots of sirens and paranoia and house noises and “what was that?” and more crying and then we’d finally fall asleep only for the power to come on and then off and then repeat all of that again. Courtney woke up a few more times, I think. There was more beeping from the alarm. More white noise disasters. All in all, there was little sleep.
Add to all that, there were few naps, lots of crying, Whining. Clinging. General crankiness. And that was just me.
I feel like a slug. If I had a pedometer, I think it would register 100 steps a day. Maybe 120. Unless I go to Target and then I get in at least 5000 steps. My water consumption is in the toilet and I don’t think I had a vegetable all day today. And exercise? Yeah, right. I’m not even doing that, “I’ll start tomorrow” line of crap. Who are we kidding, I’m not going to start tomorrow. Or next Monday. Or January 1st. I’m so unmotivated, I don’t know what my deal is. I need to get my shit together but it’s definitely not going to happen if I don’t get any sleep. And if I’m to be totally honest, even if I was sleeping, I still wouldn’t be exercising. I feel like I only have so much time in the day, exercise is low on the list (as is cleaning, writing thank you cards and wrapping presents), where as surfing the internet seems to be high on that list and much more entertaining.
In the meantime, there’s definitely an Ambien in my future. I’m exhausted. Did I mention that?
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