Landon woke up at 3 AM this morning and cried off and on until around 5- efforts to comfort, feed, cuddle, or pacify him in any way were unsuccessful. This "sleeping through the night" thing is one leap forward, three steps back, 2 hops forward, 1 flip backward... he's always keeping us guessing as to what the wee hours of the morning will hold.
So when I woke up late at 8 AM, my eyes were so swollen from not sleeping that my contacts looked like little torture devices- it was going to be a glasses and sweats kind of day. My eyesight isn't terrible. I can get around the apartment and read close-up without correction, and I was so tired that I didn't notice that everything was a little blurry as I walked out the door with Landon and all our stuff. Then the weather was gray and very foggy, so I still didn't think anything of the fact that my neighborhood looked out of focus. After driving about six blocks and trying in vain to clean my windshield, I finally realized that I wasn't wearing my glasses! Landon and I turned around and carefully headed back home. I parked in the snowdrift I had just shoveled myself out of, lugged Landon out of the car and up the stairs, grabbed my glasses (and the checkbook I needed to pay for our auction items, and a toy for Landon to play with in the car- I forgot a lot of stuff this morning), and got back in the car. Twenty minutes after we first pulled away, Landon and I were back on the road and he was pretty sure we should be at Maya's already...
Now I'm trying to catch up the 75 pages I'm behind in con law, but I'm still a bit dazed. I need another family snow day or some kind of caffeine IV.
I'm sorry you got off to a rough start. Just think, this time next year you shouldn't have any sentences that include the words "snowbank I just shoveled out of". Stop and get you a nice big Starbucks. You deserve it.
ReplyDeleteOuch!! I hate mornings like that -- I hope the day is looking better (if a bit more in focus). :)
ReplyDeleteI leave something every SINGLE morning. I leave the house with the pump, but without the stupid plastic erector-set type pieces to make it work. Or, I leave the house with the erector-set, but without the pump. Or I leave the house with all the stuff for my boobs and baby, but without any of my law books. (Note: when this happens, keep going because you won't need the law books anyway.) The only thing other than boob stuff that warrants a return trip to the house is laptop - if I leave without that and try to sit through class, I'm doomed.
ReplyDeleteMy little angel did the same stuff with me on and off til she was ten months old. I know... it was especially charming when she would sleep blissfully through the night for 11 or 12 hours when my in laws came to babysit so I could have a weekend away (in a hotel to effing SLEEP) and then upon my return would go right back to waking up multiple times for unexplained reasons. It is Hell, but they do grow out of it.
ReplyDeleteyou probably already thought of this...but what about using something like high courts case summaries for your con law reading? it might save you some time (and added stress)!
ReplyDeletei have a case of the mondays today as well..=(
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