Rest. I need it. You need it. We want it, even. But do we get enough?
I sure don’t. Not by a long shot.
And for most of the past nine or so months, I could blame my infant. Except now he’s sleeping through the night on the regular (knock on wood), so the person to blame for my lack of rest-getting?
Uh huh. It’s me.
(Dammit.)
I don’t know why I do this to myself — the late nights squandered on mindless television (hello, old episodes of America’s Next Top Model on Prime), planning on going to be...
Published on February 09, 2016 13:16