I am feeling the Spring Blahs. I guess I'm just tired. I awoke last night to cramping and then was up quite awhile concentrating on not feeling well. I went back to bed only to hear Chloe awake. So I went and made her some "HOT MILK" and put her back to bed. I managed to sleep another hour before more cramping. Finally, I decided that I could not be sure I would feel better later, so I set in action the wonderful workings of the sub-line. I got a sub. I stayed home. I felt miserable.
I managed to clean up some of the house in between lying prone and not moving for vast periods.
My twentieth reunion is coming up. They want $50.00 a head. I liked those people, but I have a life of my own, and I still have the love of money I had in college: I hated to see large amounts go for not much gain. If I'm going to get a babysitter to take care of Chloe all night...I kinda just want to spend that time with my wife. Besides, some of those people are just detestable and annoying. Why would I PAY money to spend time with THOSE people? Don't get me wrong, there are a lot of people from my graduating class that I like, but it's like eating an ice cream sundae that has a couple pebbles in it: is it really going to be THAT enjoyable if you know that your teeth might be in jeopardy?
I did not get even a chance to apply for the job I'm working and I have a class filled with jerks. Add to that a sudden blast of Spring Fever and there is a recipe for the SPRING BLAHS!
Chloe has been acting very TWO lately. She's been potty training, hard-headed, stubborn, and difficult.