You know that feeling where you can’t wait to get out of bed and greet every day with a Disney song? Yeah, me neither.
I have not wanted to move for over a week. I lay on the floor and play with Rogue all day. He loves it, and I don’t have to do a thing. He’s trying to nap right now, but is singing me the song of his people over the baby monitor instead. He has surgery on Monday. Nothing major, but I am stressed and eating my feelings. As usual.
I’m in a mood today. If it were socially acceptable, I’d never shower, get out of my pj’s, or eat anything healthy. Ah, dreams.
Sorry for the attitude.