Monday, June 02, 2008

Seriously. I hate Monday.

I wasn't feeling well this weekend so I spent Friday night and Saturday lounging on the couch sleeping. When I wasn't running for the bathroom, that is. I felt horribly lazy. And, I admit, a little decadent. Unfortunately, all that sleeping really messed up my sleeping schedule. At 1:15 am I was calculating just how much sleep my insomnia was costing me and it was ugly. Since I couldn't fall sleep I snagged Rob's copy of I Am Legend. Not the smartest move I've ever made because I'm one of those people who dream about what they last thought about. Needless to say I had very interesting, if not exactly pleasant, dreams.

I woke up around 4:20 this morning by Thaddeus using my EYEBALL as a launching pad to escape, or attack, Posey. Half awake but still lost in the world of Zombies and Vampires, I sat up in a dead panic and slapped my hand over my eye. I was absolutely terrified to remove my hand for fear my eyeball would fall out of my eye socket. I could feel the wetness on my palm and knew my eyeball was deflating and my eye lid was shredded. My heart was pounding. I couldn't breath. I was BLIND! Finally I gathered the courage and to my joyful amazement, I could SEE! The wetness was just the blood dripping from my cheek and nose which had seen a little claw action. After a vicious face wash and a paper towel pressed against the wounds, I realized I'd live. And so began another glorious Monday morning.

This is why I seriously hate Monday. And this is why mornings SUCK.

I did perk up a bit on Sunday and took Zack to see Indiana Jones. Joe didn't want to go. I didn't understand WHY, but there it is. Zack loved it. He was completely enthralled with Indy. So was I, albeit for different reasons. Since I'd watched it already I studied HF instead. He was even better the second time around. Zack came home and raved about it to Joe, who now says he wishes he'd gone. I'm digging under couch cushions and crawling around the truck for change. I'll happily take him to see it too. Three times IS the charm...

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