All I did was roll around till I got up at 3:30 and took an Ambien, which bought me about 5 hours of actual sleep. It's probably rebound insomnia, but this happens any time I'm not taking something to knock me out. It doesn't matter how tired I am; my body will not turn off.
This week has been insane. The kids are wound, which is par for the course, considering. My hand is still not great, so that makes life interesting. I did three crafts with glitter yesterday, though, which was pretty great. I love me some glitter.
I need to do some lesson plans this week-end, speaking of glitter. I'm trying to get the rest of December planned out and possibly leave something for the couple days I'll be out after Christmas. Also, I need to find some Hanukkah crafts. I'm thinking of making a toilet paper roll menorah with felt flames for each classroom.
We stopped by the mall after work, ostentatiously so I could purchase some pants. We had dinner at Dave & Busters, which was decent. I dropped in Lush to ask about face lotion and was set up with a sample of Skin Nanny and Celestial. I tried the latter today and I like it, though I completely overdid it on a couple places. Next week, I'm going to buy Mum's Humango. Bleh, Christmas shopping...
I got waylaid by JC Penney's and ended up with a pair of lower heeled, knee high, motorcycle styled boots since, much as I love my other pair of boots, I just cannot to heavy duty walking in them, like I did Thursday. Of course, I forgot my coupon and that I have a store credit. I might head back there tonight.
I picked up a pair of skinny jeans at Old Navy. I've only been trying to find them for months. They're kind of weird, though. I got regulars, which are usually miles too long for me, but these are fine. I'm not questioning it. I'm breaking them in today. I also got a Thanksgiving shirt that says Gobble Gobble. I win like that.
We're going back tonight because I have to have my Mac looked at. The screen has gone out a couple times and the latch is broken. I've barely had it four months and I treat it like my firstborn. There is no reason it should be having any issues.
It's frigid, Steven and my mother are installing a new sink, and I am banished to the living room because neither have two useful hands nor helpful suggestions.
I need to order Teh Turkey today and start a mental menu so I can grocery shop this week. I can't believe we're so close to Thanksgiving, honestly. It will be a year to the Thursday Gramma died and, in all honestly, I didn't really want to do anything this year, but it's sink or swim, you know? We're having people over, at least, so I won't have time to dwell on it. Frakking holidays.
I wish my hand didn't ache so much. I was too crafty yesterday, obviously.