It's MY Birthday Dammit…
So here I am at 4am on the morning of my birthday. I’m exhausted, but I can not seem to get to sleep. Everyone else is snoring their heads off… finally. I decided about a month ago that I was going to throw a party… because I felt like it. I wanted to do something fun for my birthday, but I didn’t’ want everyone to think I threw my own party. I figured New Years was a great excuse to just hang out with friends.
Anyway.. I’m going off on a tangent… So.. the party, yes.. We’ve been cleaning all day. We finally got the girls to bed, and more cleaning. I think we finally went to bed at 2am~ish.. As soon as our heads hit the pillow, one of the girls started whimpering in her sleep. I got up, calmed her down, and came back to bed. Daddy was sleeping… snoring like crazy.. UGH… I’m wide awake, and there is NO falling asleep no matter how long I stare at the clock on the ceiling.
So, I got up, cleaned the rest of the kitchen, picked up as much of the girls’ play room as possible, and basically got everything except vacuuming done. Here I am.. I’m really tired, and I have a lot of cooking to do before everyone gets here at 2pm. I still have no idea who exactly is coming. Not everyone RSVP’ed so whoever shows up will pretty much be a surprise to me. No big deal. Everyone knows to bring something to share.. sooooo.. we should have plenty of food.
I know there’s something else I should do, but I just can’t even think straight right now. I think I’m going to try to go to sleep, but I don’t know how that’s going to happen. I can hear Daddy snoring from here, and I’m downstairs. UGH. This is going to be an interesting birthday… Thank goodness they only come once a year.
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