So all day I was promising myself I would do the day, do the counselling, come home and go to bed. Course, by the time I ran errands after work, went to counselling, discovered I am currently happy and well adjusted and living a good life, and then got antihistamines, came home, spent 30 minutes sorting ASif! things, made dinner, made some of my food to take to work tomorrow, did the dishes and came in to go to bed ... well, I'm wide awake now, aren't I?
I'm also nicely (or not really) burnt on my face from the field trip today.
I'm even up to a bit of craft and more work. But I think I am going to get back to reading a story that came across my desk that I am thoroughly enjoying. Darn slush that demands I read it to the very final end! Darn you and your lack of instant rejection-ness!