Remember how I’ve been saying for the last week, “I’m going to go to bed earlier”? Well, last night, I finally did. I hauled my ass off to bed at just past 10 pm, and fell asleep fairly quickly. Unfortunately, I’ve been awake since around 4 am. That doesn’t mean I actually did anything productive, I laid in bed, eventually fell asleep again. I still didn’t get out of bed until almost 6:30 am.
I was wrong, and Shawshank didn’t call last night. Logically, I know he either
- didn’t get the book yet
- got the book, but is sticking to the call schedule
Occam’s razor and all that. Unfortunately, my mind is whirring and saying “he’s been transferred to the psych ward for observation”. I’m trying very hard not to go in that direction.
But, it’s Friday. Not only that, but it’s a BossRPh Friday, the last of Friday we’ll work with her. I’m dropping the next-to-last international My Little Pony off at the post office this morning. It’s also the night I treat myself to some yummy dinner from our favorite pizza place (shout out to Hometown, home of the best wieners!). We’re expecting a wee bit of snow overnight, and I’m hoping it might keep the foot traffic down in the store on Saturday morning. However, it’s going to be gorgeous on Sunday, so I’ll do the laundry then. I might just get the hang of this adult bullshit eventually.
