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October 22, 2004
File under D for Duh
This morning, 7:15 am, as I sit groggily nursing my first cup of coffee:
Husband: Lisa, are you OK? You seem tired lately.
Me: (guttural sounds and coffee slurps)
Husband: Are you OK? Depressed?
Me: Not depressed. Tired.
Husband: Why?
Me: Staying up late watching baseball. Getting woken up (by you) to take out dog at 3:30am the past few nights. Not getting back to sleep very well. Have period. Have cold bug virus dealie. No sun for the past eight days. Woken up to clean up dog vomit at 6:00 am this morning.
(coffeeslurps)Husband: Oh.
Oh, indeed.
Posted by Lisa at October 22, 2004 10:20 AM
Comments
You could send Gus here for a few days. I don't have a hero complex, but considering that Mac the Dog wakes me up every night around 3:30 to go out--if I'm not already awake due to insomnia--and I clean up cat vomit about twice a day, Gus will fit right in. You'll get some sleep and then we'll ship him back.
I can't help with the lack of sun except to remind you that Michigan is the part of Ohio that nobody wanted, and that's for a reason :) Just kidding. Old biases die hard, and you're going to beat us in football this year so I have to get my jabs in.
Posted by: Melissa at October 22, 2004 03:41 PM
Hi from a Blog Explosion visitor. Loved the dialog--too funny. Hope you get some rest soon. :)
Posted by: Marcia at October 22, 2004 05:18 PM
GO SOX!!! And here comes another week of little sleep. I say Sox in 6 - how 'bout you?
Posted by: Kerry at October 22, 2004 09:28 PM
Go Sox!
Too funny...yep, like you don't have anything in your life to account for the tiredness. Haha....they just don't realize, do they?
Posted by: Faith at October 25, 2004 01:29 PM