Sleep, what? Huh?

I just woke up. It is 12:30 pm. When I heard the phone ringing I pulled my forehead up off of the carpet (makes a lovely dented pattern there, you know) and blearily dragged my embarrassed self up to find the source of the noise. I am not supposed to be sleeping! What happened..? What time is it? Where is the dog? To my relief I find Turkey asleep in the crib. I cover him up as he is wearing nothing but a diaper. Oh yes, I remember, he spilled his cheerios. Slowly it is coming back to me...I put him in the crib. He was watching Goodnight Moon. I don't even remember starting it. Did I turn it off? Why am I so tired? I feel drugged. (i'm not...maybe I should be) I still don't remember how the heck I ended up face down on his floor!

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It is all starting to come back to me. Princess had a nightmare last night. Superman fell asleep on the couch... Turkey was up, and then up again...and again. Oh yeah and then he went and got in his own bed and got stuck there and screamed and I was up AGAIN! No wonder I am tired!

Then there was the dream that I was pregnant with twins... That was enough to keep me from wanting to fall asleep again, LET ME TELL YOU!

Are the gods conspiring against me? How does this all happen in one night? Oy!

School open house today. I hope I get a shower...

Goodness I am tired....

I need to veg for a minute and down a Coke. Here's a layout I did one other time when I was sort of "not in reality".

Even in a daze I can see how my skills are improving. This is hard to read. I will have to go back and make adjustments before it gets in the book. It says "Remember this day, for it's magic" (it was Easter).