It is now 12:12 am. I am sitting on the couch, doing nothing of any value (other than eating the Easter candy, therefore protecting my children's teeth from all the sugar), and not even considering going to bed. Is it any wonder I'm over-stressed and over-tired?
Someone really should knock some sense into me.
Ahhh... no - not you. Someone else.
Forget it. Let me rephrase that:
Someone really should flatter some sense into me.
