Yesterday I had a plan. Not just any plan but the PLAN of all plans. My epic weekend was going to start by me being in a mild coma until about 1030-11 this morning. Well I was sleep by 930p (Thanks Benadryl and margaritas). Bertha(the resident house mouse) started chomping on something in my wall that sounded like a pack of freaking peanut brittle at around 3ish. I was able to go back to sleep though. Then I woke up… at 6 THIS MORNING!!! Oh and there was no going back to sleep. Do you have any idea how pissed I am about that?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?! The extra question marks and exclamation points should give you an idea. Now Im sitting here debating if I should get a massage first or go to the gym first. Im thinking massage and then gym. Then I am going to come back home, pop two more benadryl and go back to sleep until its time for me to get up and go hang with my running group at the BROOKLYN BOWL!!!!! Im getting my sleep in DAMN IT!!!! Hope you guys are having an amazing Saturday morning!!!!!