Jul 18, 2008 08:06
I've had a friend visiting for a couple of days and I cried buckets when I had to put her on the plane last night. Then I thought I was going to get run over when I was trying to get away from the airport. I just don't see well at night, I can't tell how far or near things are, even on very well-lighted streets, and my mind translates the wrong things. So I was very happy to get back on the interstate home though I had to watch myself there cause I have a horror of falling asleep since there was little traffic to watch out for. By the time I got home my hands and shoulders were tired from clutching the steering wheel. I was happy to pile up on the couch with Shaz and doze through...something...I can't even remember now what I tried to watch.
I was awake again at 5:30 this morning, ditched the couch for the bed but still couldn't go back to sleep. So I finally got up and did laundry and cleaned up the mess I'd made in the kitchen yesterday. Then it was time for Shaz's medicine. Yeah. That's a ball. Two more days and that'll be over with. I don't know if you've ever had to give meds to a cat but it's not fun.
Anyway, I'm ever so glad that I had the foresight to take today off from work. I actually did it because I'd invisioned us sitting in the airport half the night waiting for a late plane or something, which has happened to me before, and me dragging home about getting up time. I'm sure I'll cringe at the amount on my next check but at this moment it seems worth it amidst the anticipation of a day home by myself.
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