Last night I got some much needed sleep. I don’t remember falling asleep, but I know I woke up two minutes before my alarm was set to go off. It was nice to rest without having a bad dream, being woken up by some kind of pain or some other insane reason. I have to say it wasn’t without a little help though. I had said that if I didn’t sleep last night, I would hunt down a sleeping pill, but a little Xanax did wonders.
Will I sleep tonight? Most likely I will, since I did so much physical labor today. We had the carpet replaced, and while the guys did an amazing job moving some furniture, I couldn’t just sit around and let them do it themselves. I told them to do most of the house and go to lunch and I would make sure the last room was cleared out so they could finish fast. I enlisted the help of some extra kids from the neighborhood so we just knocked it out. I know I did more than I should have but that’s the way I am. It’ll be okay, the boys are going to their dad’s tomorrow so I will have some time to rest.
Dinner last night was so much fun. It was so nice to have everyone together enjoying themselves. We all ate way too much, which is so easy to do at Claim Jumper. The portions there are always extreme. Normally, I order the pot roast, but I went outside the box and got some nice tri tip. It was amazing. And yes, everyone made fun of me for eating my vegetables first. I can’t help it, they are my favorite.
So it’s just a quiet night at home. Tom is sitting next to me watching the news. Luciano has been sleeping since about 6 p.m. Colin is playing the Wii, just training his dragon. It’s very cold and rainy outside, and there is a slim chance for snow flurries to fall later on tonight.
Tomorrow I have a few errands to run, then I will be home for the weekend. I am so not going out for New Year’s, since this town can get a little more than crazy. I know Pat is going out to the Strip, and I wish him lots of luck with that. I did it once and it will never happen again.
That’s about it for now.
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