I can't do today.
I have no energy to pack my lunch or my husbands. If I knew where the lid to my food proccesor was, I might still do it, but I need chopped onions in the reciepe, so I'm not going to start crying before work as well. I'm going to have a southwest salad with grilled chicken with half the dressing. There, I'm learning to plan ahead for when I would normally make bad snap judgement dessisions. In the event we are out of southwest salads, I will either chose another salad, or in the event of being completely out of salads, I will have the 3 peice selects with hot mustard, and first choice a side salad, second choice a fruit parfette.
Dear Lord, I want to sleep. Please aid me through this day.
Phill didn't eat his breakfast yesturday, so I'm going to eat that. I'll leave him a note to eat what he wants today.
I was about to close this blog with "'Night everybody," but then realized, I'm about to begin today. Remind me again why I'm not going to call in???
I got nine hours of deep sleep. I know why I'm feeling miserable. Two nights ago, I only got about 4 hours of sleep. It's catching up with me. My body wants to finish the race, let everything equal out, let my lack of sleep and my excess sleep become null. Why couldn't I be feeling the effects of my bad desotions? Why couldn't this be a hang over? Then I could berate myself. No, I haven't drank a drop in months, and I don't usually get drunk when I drink anyways. Only 3 times in the past three years, and all with the intention of getting drunk with my friends. And none of those times did I have a hang over.
I have one hour before I have to leave for work. I'm going to drink some orange juice and brew some green tea.
Later everbody.
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