Wednesday, December 7, 2005

Too late

As in "I'm up too late." Why do I do this? Nate's out of town. I stay up too late. Now tomorrow I'll be the grumpy mama bear. Phooey. I think it must have something to do with the not wanting to climb into an empty bed. Or maybe it's the "this is my chance to get *insert project* done!" feeling I have every time he's gone for a few days.

Or it could just be that I'm lazy and procrastinate to the point that I even put off going to bed. You know, my memory is bad enough that maybe I've forgotten HOW to go to bed. At least how to go to bed on time. I better start remembering because I don't like being the grumpy mama bear any more than the kids like dealing with one.

Dear Lord, help me have more self discipline!!!
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