Crazy sleep.
Crazy work.
Crazy traffic.
Many steps.
I’m stepping out!
Just like the crappy 80s song.
Why did I sleep like crap?
Traffic SNAFU for 3 hours!
I got off at 7 and didn’t get home till nearly 10.
I’m working (plus drive time)
100 hours this week.
12 x 7 plus drive time.
(Up to an hour each way!)
No way I’m going to work
Sleep deprived!
I need 8 to 10 hours sleep every night.
I don’t want to go back to the hospital.
My diet is perfect this time.
Steps, water, sleep.
No Advil. No wine.
Great sleep hygiene.
Poor Fergus!
Was he made to wear a sign?
I’m not sure how this happened.
Can he tear a sack apart?
Or would he just slip out of a paper bag?
Kids kids kids.
They’re too old for this.
This is why I don’t have kids.
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