Pity my body stays on its own clock -- so gaining an hour, alas, does not mean an extra hour of sleep. Perhaps an extra hour of peace, though...

I'm hoping that two days without anything scheduled will help get me back in whack. I promise I won't over do as I did last Saturday which had nothing scheduled. I've been, uh, "snappish" lately and I really don't like that. I've been screaming at the cats (lot of good that does) and snapping at Tom...and last night blew up totally. I had a reason but it really wasn't what I'd call a "good" reason...just overall burntoutedness. I only had one nerve left and everybody and everything was getting on it...

My project for the weekend is being nicer to Tom and the cats and reading down the pile of magazines next to the bed so I can declutter them to Lee Walk-In, and maybe taking a nap (or watching another movie).

Linn