I'm proud of myself, there have been no bathroom transgressions since I had my last screw up. Also I wait each night for permission before climbing into bed.
Weeknights suck. By the time the end of the day rolls around, there doesn't seem to be enough energy to keep up the momentum of the previous weekend. Ain't life grand?
Between my long days and and his facebook social activities, sleep just seems to be the top priority. Which is ok with me actually. I'm not very happy.
Ain't life grand?
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