It's Tuesday!

So I failed my getting up before 10 today. I can only say it's my hubby's fault. I say this with a smile of chagrin, as I had about 1 scoop of ice cream last night, and I'm pretty sure that's what caused my sleep. When my sugars go up, my body goes into sleep mode.  It was the doorbell that actually woke me up for good at 11. Some idiot going door to door pawning off free family DVDs. Of course I didn't answer the door.

If I don't know you are coming, you will not get an answer at the door. Every time I have answered the door to find some annoying  anonymous person at the door, it has ended rather badly for me. IE: Missionaries, Dan's Home Teachers, the Ward Missionary, some jerk selling something, you get the idea. I would rather ignore you at the door than be rude and say go away. Since I have a hard time being rude, I get stuck in some stupid conversation I never wanted to have.

I had some seriously whacked out dreams. One involved me going back to work today. I told everyone I was bored at home and decided I needed to come back. It was funny because in my dream, my boss was pissed I came back because it ruined my Short Term Disability and caused her extra paperwork.  I think I was subconsciously telling myself that I really should wait the 2 weeks.

It's weird because I will be laying in bed thinking that I feel great. So then I get up to go to the kitchen or downstairs, and I feel as weak as a New born kitten. Right now as I type this blog, my arms feel heavy and my brain feels fuzzy and I want to stop to go lay down. I can't stop yawning and every yawn makes me feel weaker. So I will try to blog later. I'm gonna take a nap.