Be careful what you wish for
Posted on March 16th, 2011
After much cajoling, I managed to get P to put on her socks and shoes, and off we went, in search of food and fun. What we got was pizza, then cold, cold rain in the park while we kicked a ball around. And naturally, P wanted to climb the stairs while I was carrying groceries – because nothing is more fun than climbing four (well, it’s really five) flights of stairs when you’re soaked to the skin and have lost feeling in your hands.
In any case, I’m cold, cranky, and tired. The best thing that could happen to this night would be falling asleep at 8 and staying asleep until 6 tomorrow. 10 hours of sleep. It would be heavenly, wouldn’t it?