12,816 Days Alive
I didn’t sleep well last night. I was exhausted all day. All I did after work was crochet and watch some mindless television.
Even now I’m trying to think of something to talk about today. I had nightmares pretty bad last night and was basically awake from two till quarter to six.
I’m doing pretty well on keeping track of my calories the last few days. I really want to get down to 220 or so by the end of the year. I don’t know if I’ll manage it, but I’m going to try.
I’m way behind on my books for the year. I’m not too worried about it. I’ll catch up or I won’t. It’s reading for fun, after all.
I worked more on Cousin Kay’s blanket tonight. It’s still in the “nearly done” phase. Spock helped with it. Well, I say helped…
He snuggled in it and made it difficult to turn when I hit the end of the row. Heh.
I can’t believe tomorrow is the thirty-first of July. I’m looking forward to Lugh this weekend. J, Bill6, and Meg are coming over to celebrate the holiday.
I’m crawling into bed now.
Take your meds, folks.
