The boys are in the living room watching what I firmly and fervently hope is the LAST football game for several months. I find myself thinking there is nothing else on television besides football toward the end of the season. I hear the cheering crowds and commentators even in my sleep, which some would term nightmares.
Of course, there's always basketball to look forward to.
My joy knows no bounds.
In the meantime, I have my computer, my own little television, my cluttered desk, and my imagination (or lack thereof) to keep me company. Hubster was kind enough to share his head cold as well. I've spent the day sleeping, eating, sleeping more, eating more, reading blogs, watching television, reading books, and sleeping.
Oh, and I took a nap.
Yesterday was busy. It began with a medical test at 8 a.m., followed by the weekly trip to Mom's to clean out another area, then a trip to my part-time job, shopping for gifts, and lastly Little Man's fourth birthday celebration.
I think I deserved a nap or two today. After all, Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest, right?
And with that, I'm off to bed.