I've been sick with allergies this week, and I feel like I've been kicked in the head by an ornery mule. I felt so bad that I actually made Mr B go beg the pharmacist for some of that "meth" medicine they keep behind the counter. After being photographed, fingerprinted, ID'ed, photocopied, and given the once over-he came home with 5 pills. I guess it's hard to cook up much dope on 5 pills....??? I half-way expected him to hand me a spoon and a lighter to "cook" it up. I've never felt so subversive in all my life while swallowing a lil ol sudafed decongestant....sheesh.
Well that "meth" medicine knocked me on my butt and I've been sleeping like the dead during daylight hours. So now my whole sleep schedule is whackadoodle and I've been up since 3:18 AM. Which got me thinking about our hellish family schedule:
Sunday: church & youth group
Monday: cub & boy scouts
Tuesday: football practice
Wednesday: adult bible study group
Thursday: grad class
Friday: football games
Saturday: travel to cross country event
And start all over again...!!!
Ridiculous, I tell you. And I haven't even factored in homework, laundry, and supper yet... Just looking at all those commitments makes me want to take meth ...on purpose!
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