Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Drained
I’m trying to understand…
Why am I feeling so drained?
Could this be it?
Even my cats are drained.
Maybe everyone is drained.
I mean… I’m so drained I can’t even get the energy up to play scrabble!
Imagine you’re sleeping soundly, soooo comfy in bed, and then you feel it… Yes, IT.
There’s even a meme for that.
Your bladder is about to burst, but you don’t want to get up. The only thing that forces you out of bed is a truth you cannot deny: It’s going to take a lot more effort to clean your bed after the dam ruptures than to drag yourself to the bathroom.
And if you fall in, it’s still easier to clean your rump afterward.
I’m so tired that the words in my brain don’t come out of my mouth quite right
My subconscious is a machine gun firing bullets into my brain that have funny names like; Will, Should, Must, Have to…but my body is screaming out a big, giant,
My dogs can be so encouraging.
I just wish they’d stop poking and licking me the moment I’m finally asleep.
I suppose it could be worse. I could still be 25 with an infant. Quite frankly, being a nursing mom sucks.
I vaguely remember the days bleeding together, the feeding every 4 hours…the prematurely droopy…
What was I saying?
I’m trying to remember what I had for breakfast.
What was I doing? Oh, yeah, I was writing. Tomorrow I’ll see if I can decipher what I typed.
If there are any typos in this post, it’s the cat’s fault.