The fact that Eric is gone overnight has combined with the fact that I fell asleep in the car for a 90 minute evening nap at Evan’s soccer practice to completely mess up my sleep cycle. So, in the spirit of productive sleeplessness, I got completely through all my google reader new items, actually commented on a few blogs and now I’m enjoying some toasted homemade bread and contemplating a cup of cocoa. I really craving grits with butter. Yes, that is one of my favorite foods. It is not at all vampirish, but it is so good. I’m not going to go to all the trouble to make it now, but definitely tomorrow for breakfast or lunch.
Actually, I have groceries to put away, yes at this ridiculous hour, because I was supposed to go get groceries during the aforementioned soccer practice. Obviously that didn’t happen. Then I was going to go after family night festivities, but Sara has been weirdly sick for a week and I figured I’d better go see what’s going on, so she and I went to Nighttime Pediatrics. It was worthwhile to find out what it’s not (not mono, not strep, not flu) and just tuck in to ride out the virus. So that was handled.
THEN, because breakfast looms, I went to the Grocery Store. Harris Teeter was open, but only the self-checkout lanes were available. I had a whole cartful and of course the self-checkout takes forever under those circumstances. Or maybe it’s just me that can’t seem to work the scanner, bag the stuff without making the very persnickety talking lady inside the computer mad and do it all with people staring at me. It probably is just me, but there you go. There were two customers in the store and 6 workers standing there watching us take forever to check out. But no, they could not open a regular checkout lane that late at night. Note to Future-Kellie: Don’t go to Harris Teeter after 10 pm if you are buying more than 3 things. Just don’t do it. So, after all that, we got home around 11 and I thought I’d just fall gratefully into bed after making my rounds of putting the house to sleep. Yet here I am…
Now I think I’m done being distracted by the computer and I’m back round to the 12 bags of groceries waiting patiently on the floor of my house. There are no perishables, so it is tempting to let them sit, but knowing I have 14 guests coming at 5:50 am is a powerful motivator. So, I will go do it and maybe it will make me tired enough to finally have that grateful fall into blissful slumber.
‘Night.
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