I had the worst sleep last night. Late to bed, fractured with dreams. At 5:30 Mr. Spit’s alarm went off. I woke up, he didn’t.
Things have not noticeably improved from there.
This is a day when I shall close my office door and be grumpy by myself.
I had the worst sleep last night. Late to bed, fractured with dreams. At 5:30 Mr. Spit’s alarm went off. I woke up, he didn’t.
Things have not noticeably improved from there.
This is a day when I shall close my office door and be grumpy by myself.