Lately if I am woken up early in the morning, going back to sleep doesn't work out so well for me. I've been up since 3:58am. Usually the alarm goes off at that time to get Cullen up. It didn't this morning. It was Jordan this morning, who is having a hard time going back to bed like his momma. I think he's sleeping now, but me, nope. Mine might have more to do with my stupid girlness than anything.
I hate last night. I'm sparing you details- you can thank me later, but it started good, went bad, ended with me crying, and once again, I was knowingly left with my tears, by myself. IT's so bizarre to me how much I know he loves me and yet how often he does this. SO when I woke up and he was smushed so close to me that I was hugging the edge of the bed, I couldn't help wondering why he was seeking me out, seeking my love out, when he'd rejected my broken heart earlier. So, here I am. SIGH. Well, the day do nothing but get better from here, right? A queit house for at least 2 more hours? A Wii fit to try out (Jamie, you totally rock!). My body is not nearly as sore as I thought it would be today, from running in my socks yesterday. I can totally work out today and be okay. YAY ME!!!!
The kids are home for one more week which is okay with me. I'm not ready for the craziness of getting kids off to school again yet. Or ever. : ) Well, good morning, world. I give myself 1000 points because I am pretty much a rockstar, and whatever crazy psychology that I have to do to get over this thing that's up my ass now, well, we know I'm going to do it because that's how I roll. I'm going to go snuggle with my comfy couch now. Just maybe I'll fall back asleep?
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