That's how I felt as a kid every single Saturday. My Dad liked to wash and squeegee the windows. (Yep, I know I misspelled squeegee probably. It's how I roll). He washed the bedroom windows. At 6:30 in the morning. On Saturdays. When we were sleeping. Or not sleeping.Elizabeth @ abouthalfabubbleoff.blogspot.com
I know exactly how that feels! Your post made me remember one of my favorite quotes about sleep. Benjamin Franklin once said, "Fatigue is the best pillow."
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