Outnumbered Two to One

Real exhaustion is falling asleep in the middle of a cheeseburger.

I won’t be around tomorrow - me and the tween are taking a road trip to Islands of Adventure in Orlando as part of her 5th grade field trip. We have to be at the bus stop at 5:30 in the morning.

5:30 in the morning.

Hold on. I’m taking a moment to soak that in.

I anticipate being all kinds of cranky by the end of the day, but hopefully the excessive roller-coaster riding will scramble my brains enough to keep me moderately sedated on the bus ride back home.

Is it bad that I’m already tired and we haven’t even left yet?

I better pack plenty of Motrin and perhaps stage a preemptive strike on the migraine I already feel looming on the horizon.

Yay.

Don’t worry, I’ll take pictures.