Sunday Morning | makingbabycoutts's Blog

Ugh, I'm looking around at what all I need to take care of... the dishes need to be washed and put away, the trash needs to go out, I need to change her bedding, need to trim her nails again & after the drooling over the taste of whipped cream off my finger tip a bath wouldn't hurt either.

He is still asleep, surprisingly. He wanted to get up early for the Man Utd game. He's sleeping through it. I knew he wanted to watch it so last night I offered to get up and watch her for him if she woke during the game. I heard the alarm go off several times. It woke me but I tried to go back to sleep thinking he would get me if he needed me to tend to her. 

I was almost asleep again when the snooze woke me. I heard him turn it off and tried again to go back to sleep. I couldn't sleep because of the apprehension of her waking soon. I got up, smoked a cigarette and plopped down at the computer.

It didn't take long for her to wake.

He just came in. He thanked me for waking him up (sarcasm). I told him that he'd been awakened twice by his alarm and twice by me but kept going back to sleep. This one is his oops not mine.

I am supposed to go to moms today with the vacuum cleaner and help her clean house. I really don't feel like it. I'd like to go curl up in bed watching tv til I fall asleep.