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Break Away...For a Little While

Tuning out in 5,4,3,2,1....I would like to have a break please! And no, I am not talking about a piece of a Kit Kat bar break. I am talking about a kick off my shoes, relax, don't cook, don't talk, don't, don't, don't, just don't do anything because I deserve it kind of break! Whew! I'm glad to get that off my chest.

It has been a minute since I have even posted anything because things have been so hectic and when I finally get some time to rest, I'm sleeping. A chick just doesn't have time to write anything and sometimes when the time arrives, I don't want to write because that requires thinking and my brain refuses to do such a thing when it's burned out. I feel bad, because Desi has watched more TV than I can stand over these past few weeks. I just need some time! I want to be by myself. Not forever, but for maybe a day. That's it. I want to enjoy a silent room and listen to my thoughts and connect with myself. Gosh, I saw a post on IG today that told me not to complain today, but I can't help it. I mean, I held it in most of the day, but it was burning me internally, so I had to get it out. Anyway, that's it. I'm done.

On a happier note, Desi got a big boy bed over the weekend!! GiGi and Pop Pop got him a nice bed and Desi loves it. He is finally sleeping in his bed all night! Before his new bed, Desi was sleeping in his crib. It was a crib that converted into a twin bed, but Desi still saw it as a crib and he often said that he did not want to sleep in his crib. Well, his big boy bed has solved the problem! He even plays in his room by himself! He picked out his comforter---Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Yeah, his room is pretty cool. Really, it's the coolest room in the house right now. He also got a cool Superman cape over the weekend. He has been running around the house saving me, daddy and the dog. He calls himself "Superman Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle." Now, you'll have to ask him how he can have all those powers wrapped up in one little body. Just don't challenge him...you might get hurt in the process.

You know, no matter how tired I am and how much I need to break away, I wouldn't trade any of this for anything else in this world because my world is right here and that's alright with me. BUT a sister still needs a break...don't get it twisted. LOL!

Night Night!

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