Little or no sleep...
As I lay me down to sleep...
a line of thunderstorms started to rumble in our area. Little Seamus started to squeak and cry, then alternately jump on my bed to cuddle.. shake and walked away.. jumped off the bed.. Lather, rinse, repeat for at least the better part of an hour. It wasn't even storming consistently... just a graze where it would rumble every few minutes.. rather than seconds. It rained hard, again.. but then it eventually went away and I found sleep. But then I stirred after some weird dreams.. it was 5:44 again.. urhghgh. I was sleeping so good too.. after a fretful start. It was a bad night to sleep alone. :(
Got David to the bus and went back to sleep for another hour. I'm still tired today but I'm going to be bizzy. I have confirmation that my last day is FRIDAY... so any packing I'd need to do, I have to do it at night or just bail and come on Saturday or Sunday instead. I've been running laundry like it's going out of style, to pack the nicest clothes for a week, like my new nighty's and maybe a naughty or two... good shore clothes that are comfortable and light on my skin should I get burnt...
David and I are just going to enjoy the week for ourselves, maybe go bikeriding, hit the beach, visit some friends relatives and hang at the "boardwalk", such as it is. A bad day at the beach is better than a good day at work.
a line of thunderstorms started to rumble in our area. Little Seamus started to squeak and cry, then alternately jump on my bed to cuddle.. shake and walked away.. jumped off the bed.. Lather, rinse, repeat for at least the better part of an hour. It wasn't even storming consistently... just a graze where it would rumble every few minutes.. rather than seconds. It rained hard, again.. but then it eventually went away and I found sleep. But then I stirred after some weird dreams.. it was 5:44 again.. urhghgh. I was sleeping so good too.. after a fretful start. It was a bad night to sleep alone. :(
Got David to the bus and went back to sleep for another hour. I'm still tired today but I'm going to be bizzy. I have confirmation that my last day is FRIDAY... so any packing I'd need to do, I have to do it at night or just bail and come on Saturday or Sunday instead. I've been running laundry like it's going out of style, to pack the nicest clothes for a week, like my new nighty's and maybe a naughty or two... good shore clothes that are comfortable and light on my skin should I get burnt...
David and I are just going to enjoy the week for ourselves, maybe go bikeriding, hit the beach, visit some friends relatives and hang at the "boardwalk", such as it is. A bad day at the beach is better than a good day at work.