When in the hell did it get so late? I was at work until almost 8:00 PM with Justin, and tried to troubleshoot some computer problems for Liz and Steph (unsuccessfully) afterwards. After doing my bills and balancing my account, I find myself awake at midnight. No dinner yet. And my clothes are tumbling in the dryer.
I may just give up on things tonight, and wake up super early to pack.
Times like this, I wonder if I’m being sensible (concentrating on sleep and getting rest), or if I’m much more of a procrastinator than I realize.
Ah well. I’ll figure out which one I am eventually.
Later though, not right now. :|