I am so tired. I hate getting up in the morning.
My roommate, back in college, used to call me a caveman in the morning. She said I walked like a caveman, hunched over and stomping and that I would just grunt if anyone tried to talk to me.
I think getting up in the morning with the toodlers is the biggest challenge I face as a mother. Which is such an insignificant thing, compared to some of the challenges mothers face every day, but whatever. In my world, getting up every morning and trying to function is a huge challenge, so as Katherine would say, "Suck it, Trebek!"
Coffee's ready. Must go.