Moving, plus renos, plus house warming parties, plus sugary birthday cakes, plus the Stanley Cup playoffs, plus obnoxious cats adjusting to a new house equals...a zombified Aaron. Those triple overtime games don't help, nor do the beers and the daily extracurricular commitments. It's almost enough to put me back on the coffee.
That said, I guess this is good practice for being a parent, like - don't bank sleep, practice operating on next to no sleep; accessorize those deep-sunken black eyes; love your matted bed-head; think in baby-steps; start speaking in a mumbling stream of barely-comprehensible nonsense, a la Bob Dylan, all the time so no one can tell when you are actually 80% asleep at your desk; etc.
About me:
- muiseam
- Dartmouth, NS, Canada
- I live on the suburban plains of Cole Harbour. I take my coffee large with single milk. I am an open book. Some days I wish I were a housecat.
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