Family

No rest for the weary

We just had a weekend. At least I think we did.

My weekend was so action packed that I can't even remember what I did. All I know is that every time I came home from doing something it was time to turn around and go and do something else.

Now it's Monday and I missed my weekend. I didn't get any down time.

I didn't get enough sleep.

My hubby keeps telling me I can sleep when I'm dead.

You know what I think though?

I think all this running around is rushing me to an early grave.

We can't both be right, can we?

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