Monday, January 25, 2010
I like the song but not the feeling. I got very little sleep last night because Connor was very restless & woke up e.v.e.r.y. hour. I forgot I needed to get gas this morning so I was running a little behind. Then as I'm holding up my eyelids so I don't fall asleep as I'm walking into work, I realize Garrett's keys are in my purse. How did I do this again? For whatever reason (main reason is Garrett loses his keys all the time) we only have one copy of his Subaru key. Well, I was the last one to drive his car so I guess I just threw the keys in my purse when I was done driving it. I call him when I get to my desk & ask him to search for another copy (there have been other copies, they're just lost) they're nowhere to be found. I told him I am in no shape to drive another 45 minutes there and 45 minutes back to give him his keys. I'm practically crying at this point just from pure exhaustion (& the thought of another hour and a half of driving). Thankfully he has family illness time he can take. I guess your wife having mental distress counts.