I'm tired and I wanna go home ...

Home...
Home...
Hooooooome.


(Don't worry if you don't get the reference. Although you are missing out on one awesome John Wayne movie.)

Lack of sleep combined with stupidly forgetting my allergy pill is making Kelly Lynn not a happy camper. I am grumpy and also, snotty.

I am ready to go home to my nice warm bed with my nice warm kitties and perhaps not wake up until oh, April? How does April sound to you?

Alas, I have to go home in the fog, which my weather alert tells me is not just fog but DENSE FOG. Which means snail speed all the way home. Yay!

And there will be no bed for me when I get home. I need to fix supper, clean off the table, put the dishes away from Monday, put the clothes away from Sunday and Monday, and OMG CLEAN THE CAT BOXES! Seriously, two kitties should not feel the need to poop and pee as much as they do.

Then and only then am I allowed into bed. Where I will be smothered by Emme and Kisa. Kisa will sprawl lengthwise down my body (of which she is almost half of me!) and be dead to the world while Emme will pin my legs down and bite me if I move and growl in ALL CAPS because OMG MOM! WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!

Let me just say that it is not a fun time when the alarm goes off.




Laters.