tiredIt's all worn off now, though, which is good. I hope I can get some decent sleep. Weather looks like it will cooperate. I like cool and rainy for sleeping.
I have figured out what it is that I should be doing all these random hours that I'm awake: writing. I looked back over the entries in my LJ memories and saw a few story ideas that are just laying there, waiting for attention. All the work I did last year on the Barbara Sher book was pointing at writing being part of what it is that I want to do.
Over the weekend, I mostly poked at LJ and email, frittered away time with games and otherwise wasted time rather than writing. I think I can do better. Have to give it a try.
