……is what I seem to have become. We have the GrandDolly at our house from 2:30 until 8:00 on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. By the time she leaves, I have just enough time to make my lunch for the next day, iron whatever clothing I will need for work, take a shower and do a little knitting before I fall into bed. You would think that I would sleep like a log on the days that we have her, but you would be wrong. I’m beginning to believe that I will never sleep properly again, at least without any kind of medication. (OTC, of course.) I feel like I am walking around in a fog most of the time — which makes for a very interesting commute to and from work, I’ll tell you that!! You know how you start daydreaming and then suddenly find yourself 3 miles farther down the road than you remember? Scary stuff.
I do most of my blog reading on the weekend anyway, so I will be a confirmed weekend blogger — at least for the near future. There are worse things in life than not posting several times a week.