I stayed up way too late Friday night clicking out the last few chapters of The Spider Catcher on my keyboard; because I was up late, one might assume that I slept in the next day.
Oh no. I did not. I got up around 8, and went about completing some house chores I had been putting off. The crash hit me at around 6pm, when I fell asleep on the couch with my husband and two cats. (Quick note: thank you to the universe, and my awesome friends, for missing our scheduled movie night. I seriously needed that sleep.) We woke around 8:30pm, and were unable to go to bed on time.
So we stayed up past midnight again, and neither of us slept well thereafter because we had napped so late in the day. I now have a perpetually jet-lagged feeling in my brain and body, and work tomorrow morning.
I can't wait for Camp NaNoWriMo in July. I never get this feeling when I have a project to complete...
I have learned that the curtains in my bedroom aren't doing enough to keep out morning sunlight. This is unacceptable, and will be remedied as soon as possible. Also, I am now consuming the first non-diet Dr. Pepper that I have had in probably 5 years because it was the most caffeinated beverage available in my refrigerator. And it is delicious.