How did I end the weekend even more tired than when it began?
Friday night we went to The School. I got home late.
Saturday night Matt got home from work looking sicker than any dog I've ever seen, and went straight to bed. I sat up by myself, and when I finally went to bed he woke up. It was one of *those* restless nights. Then Tiny came in. Then I took Tiny back to her bed. Then Matt tossed and turned. He was hotter than a volcano. In temperature. I lay awake. Then I finally fell asleep. Then Tiny came in. And so on and so forth. Repeat.
I finally fell back into a deep sleep at 6:08am - when really, I could have just gotten up, but I was soooo doggone pooped.
Then I ran around, and went to work. I didn't eat lunch, I just kept going and going.
Man. Totes pooped.
Two good things I did today? Made pikelets for my babes in the morning. And made Gourmet Girlfriend's haloumi and spinach gozleme for a crazy late lunch.
What was good about your weekend?
PS - I have a giveaway coming up this week! Stay tuned.