I have a headache. I was really tired last night, and around midnight I was so tempted to say screw the work that I had to do, and just go to bed. But then I was like, no, I want to get it done now, blah blah blah. Well, I did get the work done, but between that and getting sidetracked with other stuff, including tearing apart Alyssa’s closet looking for a piece of her sit-on potty (she only used it for maybe three days during her initial potty training last year).
What kept me going last night, despite being exhausted, was a desire to get some work done, television (well, what little TV played between the annoying alli weight loss commercials and advertisements by that guy with the loud voice), and talking to Dan. And, of course, breaks every little bit to check out the newest updates on True Mom Confessions.
Blech. I hate rainy days. They just sap whatever bit of motivation and energy I might have had to begin with.
