|I would not say no if someone|
said want to go back to bed?
I like Zumba, because I always feel really good after (minus the excruciating leg pain that lasts for days), but I also kind of hate it and I feel sorry for whoever works out behind me because I sort of flop around like a monkey on experimental drugs.
I never sleep well the night before I have to return to work either. Last night was super awesome because not only did my legs hurt, I burned the @!#$ out of my finger, so it hurt, my legs were cramping, and I had a sinus headache. To top it all off, the dog coughed all night long. No idea what his problem is. This is the downside to having a dog with short bronchial tubes. He doesn't look sick, but he did look like he didn't sleep so hot either. I think he's fairing about as well as the rest of us in the sinus drainage area. Mr. Sandman was not our friend last night as he forgot to come by. What an a-hole (you can feel that my lack of sleep has left me in a right jolly mood, can't you?)
Finally getting some serious editing done on The Turncoat's Temptress. And coming up with some pretty good ideas for the fifth book in the series. I'm excited about that one.
Here's hoping for a more restful rest of the week.