…and my sleeping patterns are all f’d up. Royally and completely f’d up.
The last really good sleep I got was when I got home from Mom’s after we (me, the boys, and Sarah) celebrated the new year. I went right to bed and slept like a freaking rock.
Ever since… fugeddaboutit! Go to bed too late, get up at like 1 or 2 in the afternoon because I had a nap the afternoon before. It’s an endless cycle I’d love to break.
And because I’m not sleeping well, I don’t feel like going outside (which I probably should do). I don’t want to live like a hermit, dammit! I just want to get better sleep!
So, sleepwise, 2012 is starting out like the end of 2011… with a sleep deficit.
I’m (sleepy) Stef, and this is where it’s @ !~