I'm bewildered today by 2 conflicting and equally compelling feelings. First off, I am stir crazy as hell just now. I'm sick of winter and temperatures in the 20's. Bean doesn't want to stay outside longer than 15 minutes or so and truthfully neither do I. It's all bright and beautiful looking out the window, but as soon as we're slapped in the face by a brisk wind we're both done. Yardwork is out and there's so much to do out there that I feel a bit pissy about it.
So I'm stuck inside the house and feeling resentful. On top of that, I'm exhausted. Bean has yet another cold that has her super-congested. She's been waking up many, MANY times per night for the last 3 nights to complain about her nose. The humidifier helps some and I try to tent the blankets near her face so her little throat doesn't become too dry from breathing through her mouth, but none of us are getting any sleep.
You'd think that if I can't get outside and am this exhausted I'd just shut up and nap but I just can't nap this early. My usual crash time is around 3:00 which happens to be when Bean wakes up and Sister gets home from school.
For the record, I'm going to try so, so hard not to be a raging bitch mama this afternoon and evening, but it won't be easy.