Now This May Be The Alcohol Talking...

Okay, not really. I have not developed a taste for the spirits in the last week but, well, lack of sleep is similar to being impaired, isn't it?

Anyway, I haven't slept in the slightest bit well for a good week if not a little more now. Lots of crying from the bundle of cuteness, lots of coughing from the other sweetums... that sort of thing. And yet, for some reason, I feel pretty chipper and hopeful about life.

I think I just have to change my expectations. If I don't expect to sleep more than fifteen minute intervals at night, maybe it won't be as horribly frustrating.

I'll work on that.