It's a good thing it's Saturday and that we don't have a lot going on today, because I don't think I'm going to get much done. Right now, even a shower seems ambitious.
Well, first Pete and I stayed up late watching TV last night.
Then I started reading the sequel to this, per Lori's suggestion. I read until 2:30 a.m. You know, the middle of the night, when I should have been asleep.
Then after that, I thought I'd do a little poking around the internet. You know, research the important issues that simply could not wait until the light of day. Such as the history of the McDonalds of Scotland. And since Aims told me that McDonalds -- she and I are both of that clan, so to speak -- are descended from Robert the Bruce (important dude, but only a minor character in "Braveheart"), oh what the hell, I thought I'd just read up on that too. Then, I thought I'd find a new genealogy software, since the program I have is on an old computer stashed somewhere in our basement and since it's too old to be moved to this computer. Because I've been thinking about doing more digging on my father's family, the McDonalds from whom I am descended.
Yeah, so I did all that until nearly 3:30 a.m.
Because none of this could have waited until a time when the sun was shining.
So now I'm sitting here, working on a Mommy Caffeine, wondering how many it's going to take to get me moving today.
A nap is definitely in my future. A long one.