Here it is, 11:48pm, I'm not tired, not hungry, not in the mood to do much of anything. My creative spark that I had Friday and Saturday is naught but a dull glow in the coals of my mind's fire.
I have the distinct privelege of waking up early tomorrow morning to take my dad to his therapy appointment. (see *sigh*)
And then Tuesday is the interview for my dad's Kidney Transplant list deal.
So what'm I going to do til I'm tired?
I have four new books to read... Maybe I'll pick one of them up for a while.