Tired. Tried going to bed two hours ago. The cats wouldn't let me sleep. Then my other half was throwing off heat and making me sweat. I was trapped between him on my right side and two cats on my left side. I peel myself from between them all to turn on the fan and Rob rolls right over into my spot and wraps himself up in the covers. So much for sleep. So here I sit, knowing the alarm is going to go off in an hour and 45 minutes (3:45am) and I will have to take him into work at 4:30, get back home by 5am, and leave for school by 8:30am.
This should be a fun day. Yep. fun.
This should be a fun day. Yep. fun.
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