The guest room that our poor jet-lagged friends were in shared a wall with my insanely screaming and hysterically crying little guy. He’d stop crying when we took him out of the crib and would even fall asleep when we rocked him – but the moment we tried to ease him back into his bed, the world started falling apart again. Again and again, until it was time to leave for daycare. So basically, I’ve been awake since I went to bed. Not a fun way to start a work day.
And to add insult to injury, some massive cold front came in last night via the wind (I swear these things just didn’t “blow in” up in NY) and totally did a job on our patio. So in between the Hubs and I switching off on chair rocking duty *all-night long* we were taking turns up-righting the brand-spankin’ new grill as it crashed over in the wind, trying to keep the patio umbrella from ending up in the neighbor’s yard, and moving patio chairs into the kitchen to keep them from going through the windows. All at 3:30am. I know you’re thinking it…Being our houseguests rock!!
I’m currently powering through the day on sugar from M&Ms because I deserve them and contemplating sitting in my car at lunch with my head on the steering wheel. Is it bad that I’m thinking that Benadryl might not be such a bad idea for tonight? Possibly for us both?