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I'm tempted to just stay home and skip MillenniCon.
The woman who is supposed to feed my cats called last night, almost in tears; she couldn't find the door key I gave her. (Apparently, her own cat had hidden it.) I found one of my extra keys and will (if she hasn't found the other one) get it to her before leaving.
I planned to sleep in this morning, but just after 8:00 I woke with a cramp in my left calf. BUH?! I get maybe one leg cramp a year, and it had to be _this_ morning?!
The cramp eased off, but before I could get back to sleep some piece of heavy equipment parked itself just outside my bedroom window (well, that's what it seemed like; it was probably at the nearby intersection) and just kept running. I was finally getting used to it and starting to doze off when it... stopped.
Got back to sleep again. Then the phone rang. It was my Mother. "Oh, I'm sorry! I thought you'd be up early, getting ready for your trip."
Breakfast was terrible. Everything tasted salty. I suspect the dishwasher didn't rinse properly last night.
The weather is miserable - solid overcast threatening rain - and I feel miserable. Maybe I can get a nap before I leave...
Update: Feeling worse, and exhausted besides. Staying home. Rats.
The woman who is supposed to feed my cats called last night, almost in tears; she couldn't find the door key I gave her. (Apparently, her own cat had hidden it.) I found one of my extra keys and will (if she hasn't found the other one) get it to her before leaving.
I planned to sleep in this morning, but just after 8:00 I woke with a cramp in my left calf. BUH?! I get maybe one leg cramp a year, and it had to be _this_ morning?!
The cramp eased off, but before I could get back to sleep some piece of heavy equipment parked itself just outside my bedroom window (well, that's what it seemed like; it was probably at the nearby intersection) and just kept running. I was finally getting used to it and starting to doze off when it... stopped.
Got back to sleep again. Then the phone rang. It was my Mother. "Oh, I'm sorry! I thought you'd be up early, getting ready for your trip."
Breakfast was terrible. Everything tasted salty. I suspect the dishwasher didn't rinse properly last night.
The weather is miserable - solid overcast threatening rain - and I feel miserable. Maybe I can get a nap before I leave...
Update: Feeling worse, and exhausted besides. Staying home. Rats.
