Boy am I grouchy. Shane’s alarm mysteriously went off at 3am. And it wasn’t even the annoying buzzing. It was radio static turned on full volume. It was like a bomb going off. And the shocking thing is that I actually had to yell Shane’s name THREE times to get him to turn it off. I guess the static was so loud that he couldn’t here me yelling at him.
So, he turns it off and then says “What!!!???”
So, it’s 5:30am now and I still can’t sleep. And at this point there’s no way I’ll sleep since I’m freaked out about the fact that I have a sewing class in San Jose tonight and won’t be getting home until 11pm.
Did I mention that I’m 8.5 months pregnant?