Why...?

...do I write most of my blog posts late at night? I don't know. Maybe it's because everything else is done, or as done as it's going to be for today, Max is asleep, and the TV's off. I don't know. I'm sitting here with Jack passed out on my lap, FINALLY, and thought I'd hop on here and write a quick post. I'm also not normally up this late, but Jack was sleeping fine, then got all super fussy, so we moved down here, so as not to disturb his daddy, who has bronchitis, or his sister, who is sleeping soundly and I'd like to keep it that way. (How's that for a run-on sentence??)

It was definitely one of those days where "when it rains, it pours." Sigh. And yes, it's technically over now (although it won't be until I'm sound asleep in my bed). And yes, tomorrow is a new day. But I don't really anticipate tomorrow being THAT much better than today was. Maybe a bit. We'll see.