|09:35 am - Updates?|
Strange dreams the last week. Last night's was visiting family in Chicago and San Francisco at the same time. In my dream, they were like an hour apart. I was trying to convince my dad to go meet with his cousin in San Francisco when hoppie and I went.
And I had the worst time trying to pack. Nothing seemed to fit. I hadn't bought that much stuff. I couldn't understand it.
Travel anxiety again. Blah.
Hoppie has been on call this week and that's led to fragmented time. He can't enjoy his evenings or his mornings because he's constantly attentive to the paper. He manages to make all his on call time very stressful for me as well.
I should probably start sleeping with a blindfold again, because I keep waking up at first light and can't get back to sleep. I'm very tired. I did a lot of staring into this space this morning waiting for my brain to tell me to do something useful, like, get out of bed, and go to work, and document the addhref command.
I'd better get back to that.
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: The Writers Radio (writersradio.net)
I've got an eyeshade. It's wonderful, not so much for the early morning light (because I wake up before 0500 regardless of whether I have the shade on or not), but more so when ckd
comes to bed at some godawful hour [*] and turns the light on, it doesn't bother me.
My eyeshade is a Bucky
. I love it.
[*] what I consider "godawful" is not the same as what he
considers "godawful". I'm sure he thinks 0500 is godawful, while as far as I'm concerned, noone in their right mind stays up until 0100 unless they're passing through it while on a flight.