One step forward, two steps back

Well I did get up with Dusty, made his lunch and moved the finished wool off the curtain rod in the shower so that he could shower. Then I went promptly back to bed. 

You know I should know better by now. Every time I do that the boys fight nonstop. And it's that pointless fighting, like "stop breathing my air" or "you're watching cartoons wrong". So only 45 minutes of extra sleep was not rewarded. 

And there I go whining again. I'm finding whining is a harder habit to break than gossiping. 

So now I'm sitting at my favorite coffee shop having coffee and the boys had begels. Next on the list is grocery shopping, she brings food in from far to feed her family.