Not enough

Like my farm fresh cup? You know you’re jealous.

There is not enough caffeine in this world for today.

I tell ya.

Kevin worked until almost ten last night, but when he got in, he was so jazzed about all the work he had gotten done, he wanted to watch a late night movie with me. And me, turn down time with my Handsome Husband? As if!

We watched Panic Room, which is a really good movie as long as you make sure your TV Guardian is working to mute all the naughty words (which it was) and you close your eyes whenever it looks like someone is going to get shot or beat up (which I do).

I wish I had a panic room, just so I could nap in it.

By the time we went to bed, it was apparently time for Cadrian to start his middle of the night cry fest/ fun fest. Arrgh!

Finally, I escaped to the guest room where I couldn’t get back to sleep for what seemed like hours.

I’ve pretty much let the kids run wild today; not doing any organized activities with them, except the forced labor camp I run here once in a while.

My parents called because Grandma was lucid. They wanted us to talk with her for possibly the last time. It just made me cry.

My living room stinks and I think it’s because there is something dead in the duct work.

My camera doesn’t seem to be working right.

I can’t get warm.

I’ve got two kids actually asleep and the other behaving herself quietly, and all I can think of to do is obsessively check my inbox and facebook. Dumb.

Any other day, I would be jumping for joy for the chance to read or scrap or watch a girlie movie alone…

Thank God I have Someone to lean on, because today, I don’t have enough.