I spit in your general direction. Or would if I weren't so flippin tired. This week is killing me with the time change. I'm not even used to getting up early even though I've been doing so for my workouts.
Today was the first day I only woke up two boys. Thing 1 crawled out of bed around 6:40am otherwise he's been snoring when I've gone in there to wake both Things up. I feel bad for the boys because their schedule has gotten screwed up with the change. Mr. pixie and I try keeping bedtimes consistent only this spring forward crap rips us a new one each year. Hopefully things have returned to a modicum of normalcy with the boys having adjusted better then their parents. There's nothing like hearing the yapping going on at 9pm when it should be snoring. Such is life with kids.
I still want another cup of coffee. I've cut back exponentially the past month or so: 1 cup a day is the norm. I know. Shocking since coffee is the nectar of the gods but I've made a conscious effort in cutting back on caffeine. Okay so the gazillion points I'd have with Weight Watchers helps. My body isn't reacting very well in my drinking coffee past noon. I'll still have the occasional cup but coffee drinking is now a morning activity. The queasy shakes just isn't fun anymore. Bah.
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