The next day

Last night, on my way home from work, I remembered what I wanted to write about when I walked across the office and lost it. I wanted to right that I put my credit card away. It's in the box on top of my dresser. But it's not in my wallet. That means that I'm going to achieve a lot less impulse spending. As of late I've been spending as much as I can put on my credit card. Being me is so expensive sometimes.

I went home and played on the computer for a little while and then made supper, singing and bouncing the entire time. I kept getting little clippets of songs in my head. We went to Rose's gallery opening. That was so hard. I had to try so hard to be serious. I felt so caged. Stuff me in a box and tell me to be good. And they kept trying to introduce me to people. I just pretended I was shy even though I wanted to talk their ears off. In pretending I was shy, I managed not to say anything out of the ordinary to anybody I didn't know fairly well. It went okay. But after being there for a little over an hour, I was starting to rock on my feet and just about bounce. Nick finally decided we should take off. It was like stretching after being crunched up for too long. It took a little while. I felt so muted. And then off I went. I went home and played on the computer. I was reluctant to turn on Sims because I knew I should go to bed soon. So I played around, instead, on the internet. I might as well turned on Sims because I was on the computer till almost 1AM. Then I decided that it really should be bed time. I layed there. I had so much energy that my muscles were nearly twitching. I knew that I needed to relax. So I went for a bath and read my book. I finally got to sleep at about 2:30. And it was the worst sleep. I woke up so many times. Mostly because Nick wasn't sleeping well and everytime he turned, he moved the blankets around and let the cold air in at me. Then I would wake up to kick the blanket back into place. When I wasn't awake, I was dreaming. Then at 6:30 this morning, AWAKE! And I could have jumped out of bed if Sam hadn't been blocking my way.

I'm feeling much calmer today. I don't feel remotely sleep deprived. I still have tons of energy. I just don't have the increadable urge to skip down the hall. But I think that's building. I'm starting to sing along with the radio. I'm increadably hungry today. My stomach just wants more, more, more. We'll just wait and see. I'll let you know how it goes.