Oops

I'm tired. Really tired. Being pregnant does that to a girl. I have been hoping I'm anemic, but no luck as of yet. I realize I can't complain too much because I don't get sick or even nauseous, but I do get sooooooooooooooooooooo tired.

I fall asleep the minute I sit down and its always the awful sleeping while sitting straight up with the head back and the mouth WIDE open.

The other day I was in that very position when Dylan got invited to play at a neighbor friend's house. Because I'm overly paranoid, I decided to drive him and not let him walk 30 seconds to the house. I was totally out of it and still half asleep when I took him. I got him there with no incident, but while backing out of the friend's driveway, I hear a bang. "Oh crap, I thought, was there a car there?" I looked in my mirror and realized there was no car, but there was a mailbox. A BRAND NEW mailbox with a cute light that the owner had put up barely a week before. I got out and inspected it. It looked okay, but what do I know? I had no guts to go to the door and tell them how dumb I was, so I opted to call them when I got home. I was praying for voicemail so I could just leave a message to explain my stupidity. I lucked out and apologized profusely on the message and then volunteered Jesse to fix anything that was wrong. Of course, I didn't tell Jesse about this whole thing cause I wanted to avoid any crap he would definitely give me. Luckily, everything was fine; no damage done. And I have now learned a valuable lesson-DON'T DRIVE WHEN YOU'RE HALF ASLEEP!