i could not fall asleep...a consequence of working late for me. i need wind down time. the last time i remember looking at the clock and sighing was 3 am. by 4 am i was wide awake and running..caspar was going hypoglycemic...smart little guy that he is, he decided to wobble around on my head before he passed out so i was aware that he was in trouble.
i had given them little caesars with their insulin last night, apparently it was not enough to keep his blood sugars from diving. it was 6 am before i quit worryng about him and went to sleep for another hour and a half until i had to get up because i have to feed and set loose the barn guys today.
and now i am kicking myself...why did i tell the staff they could start at 9 am instead of 8 am when it means i have to drag my ass outside and carry heavy hay around when i am beyond exhausted?
because i am stupid, that's why.
and i already know that certain barkng dogs are going to really bug me today...i see a bad mood arising...la, la, la, la la..guess what song am singing in my head today? i am changing the lyrics to suit my grumpiness....
always a bad sign.