and that means...friday eve. i'm not wishing my weeks away, but my time away from prison is becoming more important to me.
i got some sleep last night. after i finally went to bed, i don't think i moved all night long - at least not until 4 this morning when nature called. and while i was up, since i didn't know if dale had come in last night..i crept into his room to see if he was in bed. just checking, you know. i switched the light on, he jumped a mile, exclaimed - MAMA! damn. and i started laughing and couldn't stop. didn't think either of us would go back to sleep, but we did.
and so i feel a bit more rested today, but still have a long way to go. that's what the weekend is for..right? and right this minute, i'm trying to get ahead on the laundry so the dryer won't be heating the house up come saturday, getting all the dishes washed and put away so i won't have to spend all morning on saturday with wet, wrinkled hands from having them in dishwater.
i might just sleep all day saturday. or maybe i'll write. or go outside and play...or go swimming. whatever it is, this weekend is for enjoyment. and i mean it. yeah!
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