Sleep out in Sugar Hollow has been at a premium lately. I cringe thinking about what I lay to waste in my sleep-deprived wake. I don't understand how this works - how you are expected to take care of a vulnerable, precious little human being while walking around as if you are one of the living dead.
More soon on gardening goodness. I promise. Because I need it, too.
But for now, I will focus on getting a shower in here and there, showing up to my day job in something that looks clean (maybe even pressed) and getting a good meal at least once a day. A meal that someone else has cooked. Followed by chocolate. Lots of chocolate. Finishing the day with an episode of The House of Eliott. And asleep by 9. I mean 8. I mean . . . whenever I pass out on the couch.
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Hang in there, this time too soon will pass.
I *adore* the House of Eliot. Wow, haven't thought of that series since college! My sister and I used to share an apartment and watch episodes together. Hang in there...I find chocolate heals all wounds :)
Ah! I know! It's like with Dr.s or pilots, the most important jobs require super alert minds but they wear those very same minds out with lack of sleep.
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