I'm pretty sure I just fell asleep taking a shit.
Miss G has suffered night terrors since about 7-8 months, and still does now. Looks like I'm one fucking lucky mum as Miss O has started the last few nights. Add that my insomnia has decided to flare up, well, fuck sleep it seems.
It's 11pm and all I want to do it crawl into bed. Yet I've been sitting on the lounge for over an hour, I feel physically numb, I could shove a cactus up my ass and wouldn't feel it I'm that tired numb. That would also be the closest to sex I've been in a while but that's something your poor imaginations do not need to think of.
And, I need to reorganise this, but it's about as appealing as shoving that cactus where the sun don't shine.
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