Who needs to sleep?

Not me, that's who. No way. If I never get a single moment of sleep my entire life I will be JUST fine. Really. I have sort of gone into robot mode. I am not in a solid place right now. My nights have become so interrupted and basically fucked up that I've decided why bother? Gavin thinks he can just lay in my bed and grunt and fart all night. Hannah is a bit sicky, and while she's tiny - she knows how to use all of a king size bed.

But I'm fine, I have been weaned off sleep! How great is that? I am baking cakes, and cleaning floors, I am emptying garbages and doing dishes, I am taking care of sick and cranky kids, building forts, and folding laundry (gasp!) all with zero chocolate in my system.

I'm a freaking Rock Star. Seriously. That, and I need some alcohol!