yawn.

I'm exhausted.

I've been having fitful sleep, at best, lately. tons of nightmares. most recently of snakes and demons chewing their way out of my ass.

anxiety over revisiting the whole ass doctor thing much? due to recent events: its decided.

I'm having the colonoscopy.

and I'm throwing oqui's alarm clock out the window tonight (not his fault, mind you),

but did I mention I NEED SLEEP?

the kid has been gone half an hour, the O has been gone for 20 minutes and it is all I can do not to go back to sleep. for six hours.

I'm so tired.

instead of fighting with the alarm clock(s) and going back to sleep, I finally gave in today and got up with him. I got the (sick) kid out of bed, let the dogs out, escorted the kid to the lower level bathroom (she refused to go on her own. there was a bug), packed his lunch (complete with padded red bra and a naughty note that he's going to be finding any. minute. now...) and had myself some cereal...

at home for once.

did I mention that I'm tired?

the teacher I was supposed to be covering for for TWO weeks had way more complicated surgery than expected...and is now out for another FOUR.

dear, lord...I'm tired.

parent teacher conferences this week. I no speaka da spanish (I mused a bit last night over how I live so near an area where english seems to be either a lost or yet to be acquired art).

as soon as my last parent leaves today...I'm coming home, putting on my in-home only pants (I wore them outside for the very first time EVER yesterday. velour ass enhancing, side stripe thigh enhancing, torn crotch cooter enhancing lack of aesthetics, and all).

it was one of the most ghetto things I've ever done (since high school, anyway)...

all because I'm tired.