Crazy I Tell Ya!
Everything is crazy.
My free time lately is basically equal to zero. And the half hour I have to sit on the couch in the evening is usually cut in half by me dozing until the husband finally asks if we should just go to bed.
Over Wednesday night I seem to have developed a horrendous hacking cough - which is suspiciously starting to sound like the cough I had when I had pnemonia. My chest is hurting from coughing so hard, and poor Butterbean must be terrified with all the crazy shaking of their "apartment".
Tip: The husband and I have started referring to Butterbean as my roommate since we share an "apartment" - a.k.a., my bod.
Anyhoosers - since my brain is sleepy, and it's hard to keep my hands on the keyboard for all the coughing, I will leave you with the masterpiece below, which portrays The Bottomless Pit of Committment, attacking poor little defenseless Free Time. I call it "The Death of Free Time".
Have a great weekend everyone! Mwah!