It's Sunday night, and I have to say that this is the weekend that will be forever remembered as the Weekend of Exhaustion.
I slept pretty good Thursday night, woke up and got the kids to school. Ran a couple of errands with the Hubby (he was home again. Lucky him, he gets paid to sit at home, and his boss knows he's just sitting at home.) and then I felt cold so I curled up on the sofa with a blanket around 10:00am. The next thing I knew it was 3:00pm and Dot was coming home. I'd slept the entire day away.
Friday night I went out to see Last Holiday with Queen Latifah and I have to say that it's a really cute movie. It's not dripping with social commentary but it did have a few good messages and I laughed a lot. It was a really good night.
Saturday morning I slept until almost noon. How the heck I could be so tired with all that sleep I don't know, but I was. I didn't do much of anything during the day. Not to much excitment. Went to bed at a resonable time.
Sunday morning I slept to 10:00am. Yikes. Today I feel like the walking dead, well if the dead were dead tired maybe.
What the hell is wrong with me, I sleep most of the weekend and still feel like I need to sleep about a hundred more years before I'll be my normal awake, chipper self once more.
Otherwise there isn't a lot happening around here right now.
Spent most of the day hovering over respite girl because now not only does she not want to do her job, LB also doesn't want her to do it. He wouldn't let him feed her, wouldn't pay any attention to her what so ever.
I think after he saw how good the last girl was, he just doesn't want to put up with anymore crap.
The last girl sat with him most of the time. She was here for 6 hours and didn't take one break during that entire time. Sorry, she ate her lunch. I kept asking her if she wanted a break but she wouldn't hear of it. She was really good.
After someone that holds you, reads to you, plays with you, I guess you just don't feel like dealing with someone that really only seems to want to talk to your mom about all the crap in her life.
I tried to kick EB out of the house today, but he didnt' go. He called up Sassy's boys and asked if they wanted to play hockey but they were playing X Box and didn't feel like going out. So that was the end of getting EB out and into the fresh frozen air.
Yes you heard that right, Toronto has frozen over. Winter has returned once more to our fair city. The weather man is predicting that it wont last much longer (warming up sometime in the middle of the week or so) but until then it's winter gloves, hats and anything else we can figure out to put on ourselves to keep us warm.
I'm starting my walking this week. Hopefully tomorrow. I'm not sure how far I'm going to go yet, not as far as I was going with Sassy last year, not that far this fast. I'm going to start out slow, or should I say short.
Well got to go and take care of my kiddies.
See you all tomorrow, bright eyed and bushy tailed (where did that saying come from anyway??)
7:54 a.m. - January 15, 2006
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