I am exhausted. Delirious. Tired. I want my mommy. Every morning I cry a little inside because daylight has broken once again.
This weekend is going to be delicious. Absolutely tasty. I plan on doing nothing this evening but working hard on cleaning our house tomorrow. It's definitely way too messy, so it will be good to rest tonight and get cracking on it later.
Praise the tiny baby Jesus we all know and love that I get to sleep on tomorrow. Amen.