Do you ever have one of those days where it's all you can do to get out of bed?? For some reason all my extremities feel like they've been loaded down with cement bricks and it takes energy to even lift them. It's partly my fault. I was on Facebook last night until almost 2am. I worked 12-hour shifts the last two days and I'm tired.
So, I called hubby and asked him if he'd bring lunch home over his lunch hour. He said that he can take a long lunch hour today and he doesn't want fast food. And why would he?? McDonald's, Burger King, Sonic, KFC, Long John Silver, Arbys, Taco Bell...they don't sound good either...and I'm a Taco Bell junkie. My internal debate began...I could stay home and take a nap, which would quickly be followed by picking up the kids from school. Next question to self...would I feel better or worse after that nap? The house wouldn't be any cleaner, the laundry can't do itself, and my dad (who is in from W. Virginia) is coming over tonight.
Common sense wins. I'm headed to the shower...lunch here I come. Why can't I want a BIG salad without dressing??