I napped for over three hours this afternoon since I only had about four hours of sleep last night.

I stayed up way past midnight last night and still got up early to take the kids to their swimming lessons this morning. What a dummy, eh? I never learn…

It didn’t feel late because I wasn’t tired (of course), but it was past midnight when I looked at the time. Hello!

Oh well. Tomorrow (later) is another day I can do better. And I will. I just got a shit ton of shit going on right now that’s kinda stressing me out. So I went to the bookstore with the kids after swimming this morning to relax and escape for a bit.

On the way there, the kids talked about buying toys (because Barnes and Noble sells kids toys, too!). I interjected, saying they should buy books instead. Then I took it back, “Oh, but you already have so many books.”

“No, YOU have too many books, and you don’t read them! Daddy reads his books. And he finishes them!”

I muttered under my breath, “You guys are such assholes.”

I bought five books.