So last night, I couldn't sleep. It wasn't that I wasn't tired I was, which was the worst part, but I just could not get to sleep. I was tossing and turning for a while but forced myself to stop as I didn't want to wake Mr.3 up. I could have gotten out of the bed and watched TV or something, but everytime I get out of the bed Mr. 3 wakes up as well. So I laid there, jealous of the sleep that Mr. 3 was getting until about 3:30-4am where I passed out. I say passed out because, oddly enough, because Mr. 3 couldn't sleep from 4:30am onwards and all attempts to wake me did not work. So when the alarm went off at 6:30, I was not a happy camper, I was downright pissed.
I tried to get up but it didn't work, and I ended up being an hour late to work...not that I have been worth anything at work at all today. I have a half hour let and all I want is a nap.
My Harry Potter book was delivered this morning...but I am so tired that I can not even bring myself to open it...that is how tired I am...ughh..
Oh the turtles seem to be doing better since we moved their tank out of the path of the air conditioner...Zippy seems to be a little off still...but I will give him some time, I think that he will improve.