I Hate Transitions.

So after a productive weekend of doing a room make over for the girls (replacing beds and dresser) how do I get rewarded? A 2:30am wake up from Vanessa talking and yapping and banging on the door. Boy did I get furious. I went into their room a few more times after that (once to change a stinky diaper). I was up for another hour and half after that. So at 4:00 am I decided to just get dressed for work (that way I wouldn't toss and turn and get up an hour later and end up waking Fiona), went downstairs, and took a quick snooze. Let's just say I am friggin' tired. All I have to say is this better not happen tonight.