I am in a daze today. After a couple of cups of coffee, I am still groggy. I haven’t even dressed yet. I am still in my gown, which I just noticed…is inside out.
I feel hungover. It’s a love hangover.
Maestro and I have been keeping some late nights lately. Over the last week there have been several 3:00 am “wake-up” calls. It’s interesting how you can be physically exhausted and yet mentally energized.
Yesterday, we spent the majority of the day entertaining the kids. It was an all-day affair of going here and there. They are so full of energy! After they finally went to bed, we each retreated to our computers to decompress. Around midnight, M went to bed. I continued researching information for an article I’m writing for work. I came to bed around 1:00 am and decided it was my turn to sound the alarm.
I may have sounded the alarm, but he opened the floodgates. I am no good to anyone today. I am a sleepy, distracted mess of a woman, wearing a mysterious smile on her face. There’s no cure for what I have, but I suspect Maestro has a remedy. I should probably take a nap. I have a feeling it will be a long night once again.
Here is what’s playing in my head today…