Sleep deprived. Not pleased.

I need at least 8 hours of sleep to properly function. While I can cope with the day on less, I am more on edge. I tend to get headaches. I am generally not as perky and one should be. This is an uncomfortable feeling.

Last night I slept for what seemed like 7 minutes. After working a long day and coming home to no dinner, dogs barking and a the house a mess (as I left in a rush). I realized I had to fend for myself.

I decided to go to bed close to 11pm, thinking this would give me the 8 hours of wonderful sleep that I do rightfully deserved!

At 1am I began to get texts about the Yankees winning, and here's a little secret, if I cared, I would have been awake watching! Then at about 2am a drunken fiance stumbled in the door. I know this because he wanted to make sure he didn't wake me by turning on the lights, and making all sorts of noises as he walked into things. I rolled over. Thanking him for his consideration. Then the fun began, the constant snoring ALL NIGHT LONG. I lay there wide awake starting at about 430am. And finally after asking 14million times for him to go the other bedroom, I decided to get ready for work.

I thought that maybe I could find some peace on the couch. To which I learned was being taken by his partner in crime. I had no where to go. So, I did what any woman would do in my situation. I decided to return the favor of being so considerate and telling him how wonderful he had been during the few moments of sleep.

I left the house at a crisp 6:40am and drove to work. 2 hours early. This is why I will get a gold star at work today. I hope the star matches my hair...