That Sunday night feeling...
School in the morning, and a week of trudging back and forth, rushing each day to get everything fitted in and no Liam to help out for the most of it. Tired children, tired me, though often at opposing times which isn't useful.
I'm always left tired at this point of the week, but even after what might have been a relaxing day, the tension starts here in anticipation of setting my phone alarm - and ugh I need to get to bed! Desperately needing beauty sleep, though it will have to be a LOT to get rid of the bags under these eyes!
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