I didn’t sleep well last night. I just couldn’t turn off my mind and I had indigestion from the meatball subs we had for dinner. I ended up getting out of bed, going downstairs and reading until 1:30 in the morning so I didn’t keep tossing and turning and keeping Darling Hubby up like I normally do. I think part of it was that I was really into my book (Nora Roberts Blood Brothers, the first book in the Sign of Seven Trilogy) and I’m so close to finishing it that I didn’t want to stop once I started. I’m closer to finishing it now, but I think it will have to wait a couple days. I wish I could read in the car on the trip tomorrow, but I get bad headaches from that and I’d be a total mess from it. It’s best that I don’t. I’m thinking I’ll take my knitting and work on that a little in the car. I’ve crocheted before and I don’t think that has bothered me.
When I finally roused myself out of bed at 10 (Darling Hubby got up with Bug around 8) I started a load of laundry and started the filling for my pumpkin cream cheese muffins. While I was killing time for that to get ready I folded up the laundry from the other day, put that away and made the bed and hung up the fresh laundry. I got the muffins in the oven and curled up on the couch just in time to watch my soaps.
I called my mom tonight to find out if they had snow and she said they’ve a good amount. Probably more than a foot. That will make Bug very happy. Today he’s been asking to make snow angels and unfortunately we don’t have a single snowflake, yet. I packed extra pants, socks and boots so he can go play at some point before it gets dark. He wants to also build a snowman (my mom said it’s good packing snow) and he’s told me we can’t forget the carrot for it’s nose.
I’d better go either finish that book or work on my knitting a bit. Christmas will be here fast than I know it…