Of course you do.
For starters, I had two babies last week, both all-nighters, which is awfully convenient for Derek's work schedule but not so good for my SLEEP. I was/am SO SO SO tired.
Anyway, so Derek decided we needed a night "away" so we loaded up drove 20 minutes to Laughlin (okay, it's bit further away than that) and paid $25 for a hotel on the "Strip." This would have been WAY FUN, except for I felt as though my head would crack open at any given moment, such was the headache I endured. Oh, it HURT. BAD.
But, the kids had a blast. (Did you think we'd left them at home? Don't be silly.) Derek is officially "DAD OF THE DECADE!" because he brought our tent and set it up in the hotel. The boys got to go camping. Henry has been begging to go for weeks and weeks and I flat out refuse because I have no interest in attempting to keep Oliver from eating dirt all weekend long. Camping + babies do not mix.
So, they camped and I attempted to sleep.
I say "attempted" because despite being so unspeakably exhausted that I couldn't keep my own head up, the hotel was loud. SO loud. The bathroom had no fan to drown out the noise, and it was BAD. My mother always used to travel with ear plugs, and now I know why! I was desperately tired, so irritated and just generally grumpy.
BUT, my life was saved by BLACKBERRY! Yes, that's right. I got on my Blackberry Apps store, and what do you know? White Noise was a FREE APP! My life seriously improved right then and there.
Apparently, the white noise worked like a charm for ME but not so much for Derek, who reported some, uh... untoward happenings on the floor above us around 2am. He declared that it was "loud" and "angry" and uh... well... exualsay. (That's pig latin, use Google translator if you're confused.) I was seriously bummed to have slept through that.
I drifted off to sleep to the sound of FUZZ and was rudely awakened by Spencer, who pooped his pants at 5am. It was ridiculous.
So, all the kids were up and it was the middle of the night (more so than anything else, know what I mean?). We went and did some fun things involving donkeys and ice cream (yes at the same time) and then we went home.
Springing Forward hurt my feelings.
And now it's Monday. I have no packed one thing, or done anything even remotely productive except grocery shop and laundry. Oh, and child-care, but whatever.
So, there ya go.
Aren't you glad I wrote all that for you?