Do you remember when I said I was going to make an effort to get to sleep earlier? It hasn’t happened yet.
I think it’s just another coping mechanism. If I stay up late, I can occupy myself until exhaustion sets in. Anything else, and bedtime becomes nothing more than laying in bed with my mind racing. Tonight, however, bedtime doesn’t matter too much. I’ve got tomorrow off. As a result, I can stay up as late as I want.
Today is another day with BossRPh, which makes for a good way to end the week. StressedRPh is working her way through Europe in an effort to get back onto US soil. On the other hand, I’m trying to plan my way off US soil. In a couple of hours, the first of the donation pickups will be made, with both the Salvation Army and Big Brothers/Big Sisters coming today to take stuff. There’s three trash bags of clothing ready for BBBS, mostly things I haven’t worn in forever. I also put a lot of his t-shirts in the donate pile; I told him it’s cheaper to replace t-shirts than jeans. I’ve got four boxes of books ready for the Salvation Army. While I’d love to keep most of them, a lot of the books haven’t been touched in forever. Like his boxes of photo albums, I honestly had no idea they were in the back of the closet.
Oh well. So out they go.
The rest of my day should be ok. I’ll have more room to move around when I get home tonight. I’m supposed to go check out another car tonight, but after last night’s debacle, I’m not sure what’s going to happen.
