Who was overtired, huh?

Even though I was exhausted from work and running errands on the little sleep I had it took forever to knock me out last night. Boring books, lavender oil, bubble bath, the works...nada. I ended up making the last of some tea Ben the Neighbor had made me a while back--damania, skullcap and hops with some mint for taste. Even that took about an hour to chemically clop me in my frantic little squirrel-brain. But when it did work it was such a relief.

Today after work...Laundryfest. Then more sleep. Not at the same time; it's impossible to fold laundry when you're nodding off in a pile of shirts....

Ooog...

Work...No wanna go to work. Work BAD. Sleep good.

I am Jack's monosyllabic cavewoman brain.

It would be ever so much more fun to be Jack's smirking revenge sometime:)