This morning after I sent DH and the boys off to work/daycare I went upstairs to get ready for work. Peeps was on the bed and gave me the little meow meaning she wanted to snuggle. Where's the harm in that I think to myself, I have plenty of time before I leave for work. So I lie down on the bed and she snuggles in and starts the motor going. Next thing I know, it is 30 minutes later and I should already be out the door. The little minx tried to trick me into staying home. She put me right to sleep (considering I have had 2 hours of sleep for 2 nights in a row - I don't think it was that difficult). So I had to make a mad dash to get dressed, brush teeth, hair, get my stuff together and out the door. I was still at work on time (barely), but I didn't have time to make my lunch.
Wonder if she'll try again tomorrow.
Wonder if she'll try again tomorrow.
