I so did not want to get off the bed this morning. I did not sleep that well for the majority of the night, in spite of taking a sleeping pill. I don't know why they work some nights and not others. It was one of those nights when I didn't fall asleep until around 4:00 AM and woke up around 10:00 AM. I feel like a broken record continuing to talk about my ongoing sleep issues.
I woke up with some kind of bites on me this morning. I haven't actually seen any mosquitos yet, but these are suspiciously like mosquito bites. There is a small hole in the bathroom window screen. Maybe that's the culprit. I have been leaving that window open at night.
My brother sent me a message wishing me a happy birthday today. He thinks it's today. I won't tell him any different. He does seem to get a bit mixed up at times.
I was so bored at work last night with nothing to do. I made up my camping check list, shopping list and menu. Then I left early, about 9:30. When I got home I figured out how to change batteries in my new lantern, figured out how to set up and take down my new camp table, and scoured my camp stove really well. It was good I did it since I really didn't have time to deal with those things this morning.
Have you ever heard that Bon Jovi song Who Says You can't Go Home? I can't stand that song, and now the radio station that is on the work PA system keeps playing this country and western version of it by I don't know who, and it is just awful- torture to my ears. Like the King Missle song says, I am a sensitive artist. Heh.
I'm really glad that Xanadu has decided to stick around. I hate losing people, hate to see them leave, as it were. It's enough for me that Billy is heading out this weekend, but I know he's got to do what he's got to do. Man, the house is going to be quiet...