I awake suddenly and to answer the first question that instantly comes to mind, glance at the clock on my nightstand.
2:25 am. Crap.
I stare at the ceiling as hubby snores loudly beside me.
My mind begins to wander... decorating ideas bombard me for the upcoming long weekend room renovation project.
Paint colours. Accessories. Window treatments. Repurposing. The exact order to move everything. Solutions to problems were being solved in rapid succession.
I take a look at the clock once more.
3:14 am. Crap again.
Tawnee snuggles in closer at my feet, laying her head on my leg. I try not to disturb her.
Mental notes are taken, to-do lists drafted and everything seems perfectly planned.
Now if I could only get back to sleep.
4:27 am. Crapity Crap Crap!
Serves me right for downing that venti no whip, non-fat, peppermint mocha with a triple shot of espresso at 10 pm last night.
But it was delish and now my weekend is planned out.
So it's a win-win. If you don't count the bags under my eyes, that is.
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