I've had four hours of sleep. Waiting for
ashforestwalker to come by and take a look at the place: he may be doing some painting for me sometime in December. Yay painting!
Then BorderCrossing is coming by to spend some time with me this afternoon, and after that we're going to
owldaughter's concert.
All of these things are good things. Do I feel like doing any of it? NO! Why? Because I've had four hours of sleep. I will regret not doing them, so I am simply going to bite the bullet knowing that I will have a good time once the ball gets rolling.
What I really ought to do is run out and get cream so I can make coffee. Yeah. I'll go do that.