Last night I came home from work, talked to my brother on the phone, ate, passed out on the couch, talked to H (briefly before he told me, "Go to bed! I'll talk to you tomorrow!") and fell into a deep sleep--all before 10 p.m.
This morning, I tried to use my well-honed powers of rolling over and sleeping in, but the latest I could managed to stay in bed was 7:30 a.m.
I don't even recognize myself anymore.
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Oh my gosh. I just caught up on your blog. I'm sorry you are having a crap time of it. Hopefully, your calm will remain.
By the way, I don't think you are a horrible person, I think that you are simply human.
And then next thing you know, you're 30.
being 30 means nothing to a woman who comes from cadiz's country, damit they DONT AGE!!!!!!!
That's really not normal. You should be able to sleep in well past 7:30... I think it's time to see a doctor, you might be a responsible adult. The earlier you get diagnosed, the better.
If you keep going to bed before 10 pm you'll wake up healthy, wealthy and wise one day.
At least that's what I hope, I keep on trying, hahaha.
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