Why is it, whenever W leaves, I always just want to curl up for a nap. I’m entirely exhausted now, even though we only played lightly (for us) and spent lots of time cuddling and watching Jerry Springer the Opera. And eating yummy cakes that R baked yesterday (snickers muffins are made of win!!)
But a nap is not an option right now, so I’m just gonna go get another cup of tea before launching back into the tediousness of work.
