And even after all of that, I still didn't get to sleep last night until after 01:30. That's thirty-one hours of up time, but who's counting?
I'd asked Karen to wake me up when she woke up this morning, but either she completely disregarded what I told her (yes, she sometimes does that!) or I was unable to wake up (yes, that sometimes happens...). Either way, I didn't get up until 09:00.
It seems to be a cool, cloudy day... I'll check the weather channel, and if it isn't going to get hot, I'll open up the house and turn on the attic fan. Get rid of some of the smoke smell in here...
I got a call from Karen about 09:30... Lacee has an earache. So I went to the sitter's and picked her up and brought her home and looked in her ears. The hurting one was just barely reddened, though, and it didn't appear to be hurting her too much... and she really wanted to go back to the sitter's and play with her friends. So... it'll either get better, and everyone will forget about it, or it'll get worse, and I'll get blamed. Yep, I know how this works, don't I? I hope that it gets better... earaches are terrible.
13:41...
Shortly after I took Lacee back, I started feeling queasy... and got queasier and queasier. Several consecutive trips to the bathroom solved that, I thought. I thought wrong. Regurgitation is high on my list of shit that I don't like.
So now I really want to go back to sleep, but I'm afraid that gravity will undo the (I'm sure temporary) quietude of my abdominal contents if I lay down. And I've really got stuff that I need to do, too. Well, stuff that I want to do. Like take pictures of the kitchen with the digital camera and post them up here... O'yeah, and do some more finish-type work, too.
I think that I'll take my chances with gravity, and try to get some more sleep.
Well, that worked... feeling better anyway. 21:48 now, I've been up a coupla hours and I'm ready to go back to bed.
Some major thunderstorms just missed us, but it cooled off appreciably, so the house is opened up and the fan going... it feels nice to not have the AC on.
Maybe I'll get some stuff done tomorrow.
Maybe not.
There's something in my body that says... "Hey! Time off! Now we can revolt!" and I don't like that something at all, at all.