Today's agenda.

1. Hook.
2. Read.
3. Sleep.
4. Repeat.

I spent a wonderful afternoon yesterday with my sister affectionately known as Dr. Munchkin, but in my desperation to escape my house, I probably overdid it. At the bookstore, watching me stare randomly into space like a zombie, Doc chuckled, "You're going to have a good nap when you get home."

I probably should have taken a nap, because I got almost no sleep last night. I really wish we had a spare bed, or even a couch (we are "between furniture" at the moment) because then I could have just sequestered myself away, and Hubby (who has to work today) could sleep undisturbed. But instead every time I started to cough, I got up so I wouldn't wake him, and came to the computer, mindlessly mousing until I thought I had the coughing fit under control, and then I'd toddle back to bed. And then the cycle would start again twenty minutes later.

Sorry. I'm definitely whining again, aren't I? I guess I'm just getting frustrated. My other sister, SisKris, and my niece, the Precious Princess Emily, are coming from Nova Scotia tomorrow, and I want to be Cool Auntie Karen, not someone sounding (and looking) like she's about to keel over at any second.

It's been six days.

Enough already.

I've done my time.

I'm achy, and exhausted, I'm afraid to breathe and I'm getting seriously cranky. Just give me a smart car and no one gets hurt. *grin*

(We now return you to your regularly-scheduled Wednesday.)