Usual morning grudge. Walking like a drunkie and sat on the urinal with my eyes closed. Hubby came and gave me a few seducive strokes at my hair. Love the way he spoilt me sometimes, the way he stroke my silly silky hair makes me feel like a 12y/o spoilt brat. Then he ask,
“What are you doing?”
“Sleeping… zzzZZZzzz…”
Haha… I does that all the time. Stealing few minutes sitting on the urinal falling half asleep.
And you may think why I have to blog about it. Cause I’m feeling SLEEPYyyyyyy now after a quick lunch with Snark. Nothing to thanks God for but a friday. Looking forward to tomorrow.
High point – can sleep in.
Low point – HOUSECHORE, HOUSECHORES and more housechores!
Most important, it is carnival sales now. So I’m gonna shop till I dropped!
*chanting * sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales, sales….