Maybe I just haven't been able to catch up from the weekend, but I've been ever so sleepy this week. I've woken up every day feeling tired, and thinking that I just cannot wait to get back into my bed at the end of the day. To be fair, I do think this quite a lot. I love sleeping, being in bed, being cosy, pyjamas, pillow spray... what a bummer that the clocks go forward in the UK this weekend - this means one less hour of sleeping.
I woke up this morning with dry patches under my eyes, which meant my eyes just puffed up and I looked like a dragon. I have no idea how this happened, but it really made me feel quite down today, and as a result I had one of those days where I just retreated into myself, and wasn't particularly sociable. Isn't it weird that something so insignificant (in the grand scheme of things) can make you feel so crubbish.
Not much creative output has come from the sleepy monda household this week, just a little run of birthday cards - print and paper: