Feb 02, 2013
I worked in my antique shop booth yesterday and went grocery shopping with the boys. Now they pushed the carts, put the food on the conveyor belt at check out, and then carried in the groceries once we got home. I went to bed at nine o'clock on a friday night! I woke up at six this morning. I did some sewing and had to go back to bed at lunch time. I slept four more hours and I slept hard. I woke up tired and still exhausted. All because I did something on Friday? Does it ever get better?