That was a waste

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I hate when a nap just makes you feel worse. I got no sleep last night–not for lack of trying; I got into bed at 9:45, but apparently the whole word was out to keep me awake so it was just one thing after another waking me up just as I would fall asleep. Of course this happens when I have to be up at 6am, so I thought a nap was in order for this afternoon.

Now that I’m awake, I’m groggy, I can’t cool off, my neck hurts from the stupid lumpy couch pillow, and I can’t shake off this bizarre dream I had.

Top that off with feeling bad that I wasn’t able to get in and check on Catie’s kitten. We thought the gates didn’t close until 7 or 8, but when I got there they were closed already. I tried to wait around for someone to follow in but it just wasn’t happening. I even circled around a few times but no luck. Catie will be home late tonight and I checked on Carli yesterday, so she should be perfectly fine, I just know Catie would feel a lot better if I had been able to get in and see her. Oh well.

I gotta shake this grumpiness! Ryan will be home soon for us to go out to dinner.

One Response to “That was a waste”

  1. Catie Says:

    she was perfectly fine when i got in as i knew she would be…rotten as ever. i’m just glad she wasn’t totally alone yesterday and got some playtime in. don’t worry about tonight; no sweat. thanks for all you’ve done for carli so far! =D

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