Normally my brain comes to easy conclusions, forms strong opinions and questions authority.
In the week since I posted last I have formed opinions about absolutely nothing.
So much has happened for me to form opinions on. Like a change of Prime Minister. Other than the fact that they INTERUPTED MASTERCHEF TRANSMISSION to show Rudd the Dudd announcing a showdown, I couldn't care less. Then a women became the Prime Minister. Yeah thats....GOOD?
What? You say she doesn't believe in God and she is in a DEFACTO relationship. Well well. What a scandal. Good luck to her. What about the other 3,459, 433 Australians living in a defacto relationships (or Living In Sin)*. I don't care. What's that? You say her partner is a hairdresser! That's one lucky lady! She doesn't have to even leave the house to get her hair jooshed. If I am feeling anything that would be known as JEALOUS.
Then some old evictees came back into Masterchef. Not one. Not two. THREE!! NUMB.
Socceroo's got eliminated. At least Tim Cahill got his shirt off. BORING.
Then Italy got eliminated. Husband shattered. Me - OBLIVIOUS
The lawnmower man failed to show up. WHATEVER
My gluten free scones came out of the oven tasting like rocks, AND they were on fire. YES OKAY.
I think I have been too busy looking after sick kids. Mr 2 has had more illnesses this Winter than I have whinged about being pregnant in my lifetime (A LOT). He is not sleeping well and neither am I.
Then I realised something. I had an Oprah Winfrey "A-ha" moment. Could it be that complacently is direct correlated to lack of sleep?
I think that's my problem. I have approximately 5489 hours of missed sleep since Miss 3 arrived. I am owed sleep in buckets and it's only going to get worse before it gets better.
*That statistic is based on my own approximations and is only loosely based on fact.