I came home from work last night and decided to lie down for just a bit…

…and I didn’t wake up until three in the morning. I have no idea if my husband even ate dinner. I also ended up missing two doses of antibiotics, so my throat was actually sore when I woke up at three in the morning.

I took a pill, drank a bunch of water, took out my contacts (ugh), and went back to bed. I was so tired.

Today so far I have awoken, turned the computer on, wandered around the house, and posted over at I.C.K. about my recent return to knitting. Now I’m thinking of tackling some laundry-type behavior. Alternately, I might sit on the couch and knit in front of TiVOed episodes of Sex & The City. Or possibly Six Feet Under. (Or The Rockford Files. Or Poirot. Or whatever the hell there is to watch.) It’s a toss up, to be honest.

I have recently discovered a desire to run words together. I can’t figure out if it’s all one word or not:

• toss up
• what so ever
• over all
• any more

The whole thing is driving me nuts. I used to have excellent instincts for these things, but much of my ‘instinct’ depends on seeing things printed properly in my environment. This doesn’t happen any more; I find typos in books I buy all the time, and don’t even get me started on signage and print ads – the whole country graduated with a sixth grade reading level. It’s terrifying. I don’t want to be stupid!