I have spent every single waking minute of today (not including 4:00am-6:00am, when I was just desperately hoping to get back to sleep) doing thing after thing after big time-sensitive thing.
Related: we need a staggering amount of butter for Thanksgiving. Areas of my house are spotless. I think all of my PhilCon planning has been accomplished. I'm having a Wyrding Studios jewelry party
. I'm up to date on BARCC stuff. I've paid my bills.
I need a shower and a nap.
Note: I don't wake up in the middle of the night when I'm sharing a bed with someone. I am so looking forward to Sindrian moving in with us next year. (Adam has his own bedroom; I can't sleep through the racket from his CPAP, and he can't sleep through me poking him to adjust his CPAP when it roars.)
Uff. So tired I can't even.