I Didn't Realize Sleeping Till Noon Was Possible

Yes.  The title for today's blog is exactly what I plan on talking about today.  Sleeping.  It will probably end up being a snooze-fest (ba-da-bum), but it's just all I've got.

So, yesterday I went out with P-Momma and we played some bingo.  We didn't win, which sucks big donkey balls - but we had a good time, and that's all that matters.  Although winning a couple hundred dollars would have made it SOOOOO much more fun.

I get home around 11:30 last night, but I didn't go to bed until 1:30am.  Before going to bed, I look at Hubby and say "I'm sleeping until noon tomorrow, just so you know".  We both laugh...cause even though I LOVE sleep - sleeping until noon is something I haven't done since I was a teenager.

When you have kids, it becomes a rite of passage that there are no more days of sleeping late.  If I'm up after 9am, I feel like my whole day has been wasted.  There's just too much to do in a day to waste any time on sleeping in late.  OK, so there are days where I feel like a nap is in order - but even those days are very few and far between.

Anywho, I tell Hubby I'm going to sleep until noon.

I wake up this morning, and look at my clock.  What do my eyes see?  12:02.  Seriously.  I have slept until noon.  What.  The.  Freak?

I figured I'd feel full of energy.  I figured I had to have been tired in order to sleep that long.  I was up most of the night before with Katniss, my kitten, who insisted on playing with me.  But, once I got up I felt sluggish.  My back hurt.  Sleeping this late is not good.

Now, I'm looking at the clock and it's after 1:30pm.  I literally slept half the day away.  And I really don't like it.  I have no energy.  I don't want to do anything.

Plus, today is Father's Day.  I was supposed to get up and make pancakes with Peanut.  That obviously didn't happen.  But, I don't feel guilty.  I went out to eat breakfast on Mother's Day - but that's only because I put my foot down and made it happen.  If I hadn't of suggested it, it wouldn't have happened.  Sorry, Hubby, but that's what you get.  HA!

I did speak to my Dad a little while ago, for 3.2 seconds.  He HATES talking on the phone, so the conversation consisted of "Happy Father's Day! Love you!" with the response, "Thanks, Jo, and you!"  And, that was that. 

Now, I'm thinking about all the stuff I have to do today - and how much time I don't have to do it.  Although, on the flip side, if I don't do it today - I'll do it tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day...and I can go on and on.  Ahh, gotta love being a teacher.  Wow, typing that sounds funny.  Looks funny.  But, I really am a teacher now!

Seriously, though, being at my mom's for an entire month has done something to me.  Apparently, I lost so much sleep while I was there that I slept until noon.. but so much more.  I can't stand looking at the clutter in my house.  I can't stand seeing a bathroom that's in desperate need of some reorganization.  I can't stand seeing my bedroom with clothes that aren't put away or laying on the floor.  It must be cleaned!

So, I guess that's what I need to get my behind to doing.

I apologize for just boring you to tears with this post - told ya it would be a snooze fest.

Till next time. ;)