I've got brain freeze.
Or I'm just still tired.
I asked the Doctor how long it would take to feel better. Less tired. Normal again.
Months, he said.
That didn't thrill the cockles of my heart.
On a brighter note, there's no school tomorrow so we can sleep in. Well, Micah and I at any rate.
And Hillary and Thomas are coming home tomorrow.
That will be fun.
As soon as I get the beds remade and the floors vacuumed. I should probably give the bathrooms a once over as well.
This too shall pass.
And at least I have a comfortable bed to sleep in.
And at least I know why I've been so freaking tired. And slightly depressed (although that's quite a bit better). And experiencing periodic insomnia.
Some fun things to look forward to tomorrow. That shall be the carrot I dangle before my generally unmotivated nose.