I almost got an extra hour of sleep this morning. The bad news is that it was while I was driving home from the airport. SOMEONE had to be there by 7:15, which means we had to leave the house by 6:15, which means I had to get up at 5:45. Which would have been fine. But I am getting Moon’s cold, so I tossed and turned all night. As they are wont to do, the dogs heard me and decided to stir. Once Gitzo is up and about, you have to get her out the door or you’ll be cleaning dog poop off the floor. And sometimes, you’ll be doing that EVEN IF you stumble out of bed at 4:30 and LET HER OUT.
By the time I rolled out of bed, I’d had a combined 22 minutes of sleep. Since my throat was scratchy and sore, I decided to chug some cold medicine. Yeah, that was probably not a great idea. Luckily I had Moon in the back seat ready to yell, “Green!” so I could nap at all of the traffic lights.
I dropped her off at school, then came home and hit the sheets. That’s when the Mr. called and said his plane needed maintenance and he wouldn’t be leaving until 4 p.m.
Good times.
Don’t ever take the cold medicine and drive. A diet coke and candy bar will wake you up. Better to be fat than dead.