Anyway. Now what? My eyes are still bleary but I'm tired of sleeping. I'm starving but yet too tired to make any food. Yes, we all know I have many "issues" ::laughing:: And ohhhhh, how much I'd pay for a good old fashioned neck and shoulder massage right about now. And maybe a hug too.
I have no bread or milk or anything like that in the house, so I'm actually considering a late night food run (the kind where I can wear a baseball hat and no one has to see me ::laughing::) but I can't decide what I'd want even if I went. And do I really feel like driving for 20 minutes in the dark just to get food? Maybe i'll just go back to bed after all and wait till morning for food. I swear, there should just be a call in service that will deliver french toast to you in bed when you're not feelin' so swell. That's one of the perks I sure do miss about bein' married. Well, that and the back rubs... Isn't it just fascinating that I feel the need to blab every single thing in my head on this blog? yeah. fascinating. *grin*