Pushing Myself Is Worth It

Ugh, sometimes I am completely drop-dead exhausted by the time I put C to bed at 7pm.  The last thing I want to do is wash his bottles, and I certainly don’t have the energy for P90X.  Last night was one of those nights.  I melted into the couch and watched The Bachelor, my Monday night trash TV of choice.  By the time that was over, it was 9pm and I just felt like cruising Twitter or flipping TV channels.

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