Welcome back from deletion-land, techempage. :)
Okay so far. EDIT at 9:00 - Really jittery. REALLY fuckin' jittery. Also? Exhausted.
No repeat of Tuesday night's weirdness... my sleep was disturbed only by Jack slamming his toy mousie against the door over. and over. and over. again.
Why it's hard to get up in the morning
When Adam came in to wake me, he found me lying flat on my stomach... with Jack curled up on my thighs, full-on covering me from my butt to the backs of my knees. And Max stretched pressing against my right leg.
I just don't want to disturb them, you know?