eustaciavye77 | strange state of mind

I got home from work today (half hour later than planned) feeling headachey and irritible. This was enhanced by issues with my lighting fixture, several hangups from telemarketers on my answering machine, and discovering that the chicken wasn't defrosted. I called Eric and said I was going to ditch the original plan for the day and take a nap and he should head on over and wake me if I'm still asleep when he arrives. Since it was still rush hour the busses would be frequen and I figured it would take him just over an hour to get here.

Over 3 hours later when he walked in, I finally woke up. Seems that some busses broke down. So it's 8:15 and I haven't started making dinner or working on my paper or even checked my e-mail. I literally came home, called eric, and fell asleep. I'm groggy. And the chicken STILL isn't defrosted.

After an amazing feat of culinery manipulation, dinner is ready at 8:45 or so. Go me. So food happens and then I try to work on my paper. I got a little less than half of it done. It is due thursday. I am brain dead now, though feeling relatively awake which is really annoying. So I guess the paper will get completed tomorrow.

Eric is reading Foucault's Pendulum, or trying to. Again. Apparently this is the third attempt. Lordy lordy.