I’d just about give up my left big-toe right now to have a little silence. I’m even thinking of going and sitting in my car. Between DSB and his obsession with the TV, and the dogs going sideways because the neighbors happen to be hanging out in the driveway, and DSB’s phone ringing incessantly, and my blood thumping in my ears, I’m about to go a little haywire.
It’s been a busy week, a busy weekend, and I am still running on a sleep deficit. I don’t feel very good physically, due to the lack of sleep, and the neighbors are about to
not feel very good physically get an earful if they don’t get out of my yard. I’m starting to feel more than a little cranky around the edges.
Really, why must there be such noise?
I almost took a nap today, but QoB called and I ripped off the ol’ CPAP, invited her over, and went off to find some pants. It really turned out to be a good thing that she came over, because we got quite a bit done. Or rather, QoB cleaned like the madwoman that she is and I helped do a few things, but otherwise sat around feeling ill and guilty for not helping much.
And I have ants. Hopefully we took care of them, but mercy, there were quite a few. When I told DSB, he was unimpressed and told me that he had advised me of such over a week ago. Somehow I doubt that, but we must choose our battles, so I said, “Ok, hon,” and went back to doing dishes. I really did do a lot of dishes today. That I know as concrete fact, whereas it is remotely possible that DSB had already advised me of the ants a week ago. Like I said, you pick your battles.
Another battle that I did not end up picking with DSB was that of the “miscellaneous computer crap” that has been piling up in my dining room over the last month. QoB nipped that one in the bud and tucked it all away, nice and neat. On a not-so-lovely note, DSB did not notice that it was all gone when he came inside. Apparently chaos only drives ME insane.
My apologies that this post is all over the place. I am suffering severe brain fog that I am hoping will remit, say, tomorrow, because I am positive I am going to get a good night’s sleep. Cross your fingers and toes on that one. I know I am.