Fit To Be Friday.;..Stomach FluPosted: January 27, 2012
I have spent the past 48 hours cleaning vomit off the ceiling. I did not go to my weigh-in today because I had to stay home with my youngest calf who was doing her best Exorcist imitation; which for a 6 year old is very impressive.
Honestly, I was not all that upset about missing the big weigh day because I am very PMSee, I am up a cup size in each breast, my jeans are hard to button, and I am making a Bull Fighting Bull look like a miniature poodle. Between sleep deprivation and hormones, I am quite certain a weigh in would not have yielded good results.
I am too tired to do a run down each of my baby goals but until Vomiting Vicki reared her ugly, smelly head I had been doing fairly well on them and was confident I was going to be at a loss today.
If I wasn’t so dang tired I’d be more upset about it. The nice thing about severe sleep deprivation is I really don’t care what I weigh, I just want to climb in a vomit free bed and sleep. That appears to be much easier said then done. Thank goodness for the washing machine, the dryer and my can of Lysol…they have all had a lot of use the past 2 days.
M O O,
My Inner, Irritable, & Overtired Bovine