Wide-eyed ramblings
I'm wide-eyed and alert because I started being productive and now my whole body feels poised. Steven & I got a bit of grocery shopping done-we hit up the Crisco shortening so that I could make the cinnamon streusel coffee cake from his grandma's recipe book. It's sitting on the stove, but I have no idea how it turned out yet. Everyone is asleep, so I had to tiptoe around the kitchen. Luckily, flour spills quietly. I emptied the dishwasher, trying ever-so-hard not to let dishes clank, and cleaned up around the kitchen. My feet are sore from standing in one spot on the linoleum, but I feel accomplished. Steven is stirring in bed, and I think I will join him soon. Maybe. Looks like he's taking up the whole dern thing. Which, you know, isn't really a feat, considering it's only a double.