It's 8:13 am. I'm sitting here at the computer dressed and ready to go workout. But I don't wanna. Kids are finally feeling better so I'm allowed to take them in. But I don't wanna.
Of course this is the morning that Isaak decides to sleep in until...at LEAST 8:14. The longer he sleeps, the longer I sit and the MORE I start justifying why I shouldn't work out today.
The gym will be packed.
The later you go, the more kids they have and Isaak will be ignored (or fed cookies).
Lindsay is having her baby, I need to be around to blog it for her.
I really want a Dr. Pepper.
Wait, is Miah's nose running? Maybe I should stay.
I have so many errands to run today and I don't wanna do them sweaty.
I'm getting hungry.
Ugghhh...come on Isaak. Wake up for me so we can go. You never sleep this late on school days and especially on weekends when I could sleep late WITH you.