If you work hard enough and fast enough, the bone deep fatigue you'd so love to succumb to will never have a chance to catch up with you.
All I wanted to do when I got home from work this morning was sleep, but since that wasn't entirely feasible (okay, it wasn't at all feasible, seeing as how Darren was on his way out the door to work practically the moment I walked in), I decided the best way to keep from falling fast asleep was to stay busy.
It's only 1:30, and so far I've managed to vacuum the entire house (stopping periodically to dismantle the hose which becomes completely clogged with carpet fuzz--I love my new carpet, but really, how long will I have to do this?!); wash all the closet doors (mirrors, covered top to bottom with smudgy little handprints); reorganize Meghan's chest of drawers (no small feat, considering the fact that there were still some size 0-3 month clothes hiding in there, which is just downright embarrassing since she will be 9 months old in two days...and not to mention all the little burp cloths, receiving blankets, and cute hooded towels she hasn't used in months that for some reason I just couldn't bring myself to pack away until today). And I even prepared a gourmet lunch for the kids and I. (Well, I guess that would only be true if you consider PB&J "gourmet").
Now I'm off to bake some cookies with the kids, and hopefully... hopefully...they'll be ready for a nap by the time we're done.
I know I will be.
1 comment:
Oh, Melissa! How amazing. I have found the same to work for me. Tired? Do more! Bless you. I hope this is a restful weekend coming up for you.
Happy napping, you four!
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