I was all set to blog about fun things like fluffy towels and scented soaps but that will have to wait for another day. To say I am tired doesn't even begin to cover it. Last night was difficult - Addison has a cold (I think) and woke up fussy in the middle of the night. I could not get her back to sleep (that's the first time that has ever happened) so I finally gave in and put her in my bed where she rolled around and grabbed my face until she finally surrendered to slumber. I slept lightly and was all stiff when I finally put her back in her crib at 5 am. She's having a tough day of fighting sleep again today and I feel guilty, guilty, guilty that she is at daycare. I had a torturous 3 hour meeting this morning and although my desk looks more like a paper mountain than a desk, I can't focus this afternoon. I just want to sleep. I want to feel caught up. I want my house to be organized and peaceful so I can write that blog post about everyday bliss. But today is not the day. It would be very fake of me to write that post today.