I really don’t have any words for how I feel today. I woke up from my third night in a row of emergency, only when I absolutely need it Xanax sleep. I slept through the time of taking my other nighttime meds.
Choo-choo is with Diesel doing something fun even though he was told yesterday he couldn’t go for behaving badly. He didn’t seem to remember or even understand that today so I let him go anyway.
I just spent half an hour organizing all my books and writing things because when Choo-choo finds any of it on the table or sofa, he throws it behind the chair knowing he isn’t supposed to play with it.
And here I am. Sweaty and frustrated and wishing the day were over already. Hope yours is better than mine.