
So, what did I not do this week?
Well, I did not have a complete and utter meltdown on Thursday night. I did not blog about it on Friday, and I was not appreciative of all the calls and emails I received to make sure I was okay. And that did not almost cause me to start crying again. :`)
I did not lack motivation to do pretty much anything, whether at work or at home, last week. I did not go the entire week doing only the bare minimum in order to keep myself, my husband, and my child clean, fed and clothed.
I did not go to bed at 9:15 on Thursday night because I was so tired from getting up at 4:45 am every day last week. I was not so incredibly thankful to have a husband who saw that I could barely walk in a straight line due to fatigue and who volunteered to get Abby into bed.
I did not buy two additional flavors of puffs, Abby's favorite snack, and laugh while I watched her eat them with reckless abandon. (I'm talking two-fisted snacking here, people!) And I most certainly did not have a moment of panic when I saw Abby pick up a puff of unknown age off the floor of the living room and quickly (and happily) pop it into her mouth, and then shrug it off because, after all, those puffs were made for babies. (A few months ago, I probably would have had a heart attack. Now, I'm like: "I just swept the floor last night, so I'm sure there was no dust on it...")
I did not have an amazing time at a wedding reception on Friday. I did not have one glass of wine too many and dance around with my husband like a maniac, singing rather loudly to some old favorites like "Ice, Ice Baby", "Dancing Queen", and "Thriller." And I did not have an absolutely grand time doing so. (In case you were wondering, I did not know all the words. Quick to the point, to the point no fakin', I'm cookin' MCs like a pound of bacon...)
So, what did you not do last week???
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