I woke up with a headache at 4 in the morning. Pounding pain, y'all know what that's like because we've all been there. Anyway, as I get up and stumble my way to the kitchen (don't tell me that some of you don't stumble
at 4 a.m.) I felt something cold under my foot. Give me a break, please...I'm begging. I stopped dead in my tracks, as I can't reach a light switch. I finally take another step out and, yup, I step into something. But, at least I'm close enough to reach the light switch. Well...my latest addition apparently had an unavoidable accident. A loose, runny and nasty accident.
After making my way to the kitchen walking on my heels, I take an Aleve
, clean off my feet and set off to clean up the hallway, again, at 4 in the morning
As my good friend, Katy, asked me lately (and coincidentally
it was in regards to my latest addition) "What's wrong with you?" I dunno, hon, I just don't know. But I did hear your question over and over while I was scrubbing the carpet in the hall this morning. The only answer I had was this:
On a brighter note, they scheduled me off for this Sunday. :)