I have been awake for over two hours, but spent most of that time lying in bed trying to pretend I wasn't awake for good.
'Ariel'
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My cat finally woke me up because he thought I was late. Cats don't know what day it is!
I got up before 8 and am not happy about it. I'm thinking about going back to bed.
I woke up at 7:30, but convinced myself to sleep until 10:30. And had a dream that my workplace also had a dog adoption center and I was going to adopt a dog. After I shredded a bunch of documents. I ended up talking to my BFF, and we talked so long, the dog adoption place had closed, and we had to walk home.
Now I want a puppy!
Dagnabbit -- I just painted my toe nails (saving money!), and THEN thought I should shower. Oops.
I was up at 5:00 to take the DH to the airport. Luckily, tiny-yet-fabulous Bob Hope airport is only 10 minutes away, so I dropped him off, came home and went back to sleep. Just woke up at 9:30.
I slept in until 8: don't remember the last time I slept that late (when I wasn't sick). Took the dog for a run, and now I have a day in which I'm obligated to do nothing. I may do some laundry and some cooking.
I was planning to write, but I don't have the edits back from my beta. I suppose I could read Erinaceous' book, or watch Falling Skies, which I haven't tried yet.
Today was supposed to be my turn to sleep in, but I was up and awake by 7:30 anyway. Stupid internal clock.
It really tells you how hot the past three days have been when today's forecast high of 92 feels pleasant and cool.
This time next week I will be in Canada. Anyone have a time machine I can borrow?
I slept til 9am (thank you Benadryl), had breakfast with my sis and her BF, then came home and they helped me with some garden stuff. Having sweated most of my brains out, I took a long cool shower and have now collapsed in the comfy chair, watching Ancient Aliens because I have no brains anymore.
I had no plans for the day, other than picking CJ up from survival training around 4pm, so I was taking my time getting moving this morning. Then he texted me that he was already back at headquarters. In a flurry of showering, feeding the cats, and getting out the door, my relaxing morning went out the window.
CJ spent one night by himself and the second night in a small group. They weren't allowed their "C packs" which have their tents, sleeping bags, and other long term camping items. The boy is now soaking in the bathtub and not allowed to come out for at least an hour. While he was gone, he got a burn hole in his pants from a popping log on the fire and he stabbed himself in the leg. But he survived!