Daylight savings time = JUNK.
Seriously. I am exhausted, have been for hours. Extra sleep for one night doesn’t equal well-rested, especially when one looks at the clock ALL day thinking, well, it really is an hour later than the clock says…. and the kids wake up at normal time ready to GO.
My mom came over today to hang with the boys for a few hours. My intention was to work on cleaning out my work storage unit to have room for the next set of boxes of files when we clean out files at the end of the year (holy run-on sentence!). And then I thought I would run a couple errands, pick up a new book or twelve, and then head on home at a nice, leisurely pace.
Instead, I went into my office, worked for an hour and a half and called it a day. I don’t know if it was paying work bills, or lack of good food or the sun disappearing behind a sky full of clouds, but I lost my motivation. I came home and haven’t been able to shake the sleepies since.
Matt is in bed, Preston cozy in the chair watching the dreaded Caillou. Of …
Longest day EVAH
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I can’t seem to turn if off lately. I’m having trouble sleeping, and then when I do fall asleep, I sleep like the dead and can’t wake up. Let’s dive right in, shall we?
First, my business. I don’t really get it, but we’re super busy and have no cash. There is a serious cash-flow problem in my office and I don’t quite know what to attribute it to. According to Wall Street, we’re in a recession, but I’m in Michigan, so we’re way ahead of the curve on that one. That said, we’re busy. So busy, in fact, that we need more help, but I can’t afford to add anyone to the payroll. I can say all day that it’s old debt from when we lost an insurance company for a year and bought out of our franchise (and it is), and I can complain about the absurdly, ridiculously, atrocious cost of employee health care (yikes!), and I can whine about the cost of goods going up and the reimbursement from insurance companies going down (and down and down…). But alas, that doesn’t pay my bills. And bills I have. Up the wazoo. And I …
