I slept for 20 hours on Sunday and called into work Monday because I couldn't get up. I slept through the night again last night!
That sounds kind of amazing. How are you feeling now?
My CSA guy is a bit of a nut, which I mostly know because I have a friend who works at the farmers market. But literally yesterday he said that the distribution would start today, and this morning he says no, not til next week! Too bad I didn't really make any plans for food this week, thinking I would be eating his greens.
Well, I no longer feel like a crazy person who cannot think properly, that is for sure! I wish I had better dreams-- they are always about being thwarted at every turn. Not nightmares, but trying to do costume fittings for a show that opens the next day with no measurements and everyone stuck on stage. At my middle school
Oh, yeah, hate those.
Bummer about the greens, Jesse. Hope you find other sustenance easily.
Stanley Cup likes carrots...
This just in from a colleague:
This just happened. As I'm herding the boys through the lobby/check-in area at daycare, I see another woman walking out and the director says, "Mrs. Timmonen! Did you get to hold or kiss the cup last night? Has your husband shaved his beard yet?" As she says this, every other parent in the lobby gives themselves whiplash from turning their heads so fast. The woman - presumably Mrs. Timmonen - says, "Yes - I got to hold the cup, but I don't know if the beard is gone. He hasn't come home yet!"
Aw.
I am so tired. I want to say I don't know why, but I am pretty sure I've had my "max HR" set too high for the past several days and I just need to rest.
I am disappointed the York minis are not individually wrapped. I bought them thinking they would be a nice companion for the Kisses I keep in a bowl on my desk, but I don't know about naked chocolate sitting out like that.
I know nothing of hockey, but who cares! Yay!
Ginger, did I read that right, that you still have to pay two months of that exorbitant premium even though it was wrong?
Today the carpet cleaners come to clean my previously flooded carpet, and then I will be done dealing with this and can thankfully go back to being a hermit.
Oh, Roto-Rooter called me to make sure everything went well with the installation and repair yesterday. I bit my tongue and said yes, everything's fine. The lady called me "dear" twice. "My dear", even! I am always amused by the Southern tendency to call strangers by endearments.
