Mum wants to say it is her that is pooped - as in tired tonight. You see last night she worked to 11:30pm, then got home but couldn't sleep til almost 3am, and had to get up at 06:30am, so doing the maths she didn't get too much in the way of zzzzs.
I barely left my spot on the couch - I have claimed it as mine, and mum has to sit on the other side. She gave in and washed the teatowel I was sleeping on, and replaced it with a spare one on top of a nice soft blankie. Mum wonders if I will ever vacate this prime position?
Hope you are all chilling out this Monday. Hope you are glad to get the work week started and under way, although for mum it is day four of seven in a row.