I tried going to bed at 1130pm. As soon as I thought that, Andy woke up. Got him back to sleep around 1. Then I woke up around 230. I was dreaming about 4-wheelers, swamps, huge spiders crawling on me and water-carpet. (Last night I dreamed I was crawling away from a tornado and saw Neil Patrick Harris holding open a school door for people to hide.) Then I went back to sleep. 4am, Andy wakes up again. So here I am, at 5am, wanting to vomit from being so tired.I wish I had about 16 hours a week to sleep when I wanted. Be it a few naps or just a day in bed snoozing all day.
Well, time to try again. I don't know why I'm going to bother. at 7am, we'll just be right back up.
Well, time to try again. I don't know why I'm going to bother. at 7am, we'll just be right back up.
