So, if I'm tired...

why don't I go to bed? I've finally hit the wall of not enough sleep, too hot, too much to do, done too much too quickly. Tomorrow I will do Meredith's room and get the wall anchors for the stair gate. I can't find the ones I have here and looking is pissing me off so I'll just go to Home Depot and be done with it. I need to go to Bed Bath and Beyond to get blackout curtains for the dude since some days he'll need to sleep during the day. Besides the dark thing we have a huge gluteal region window in our nedroom and I bet it leaks a lot o fheat in the winter.

Meredith's little play space downstairs is all set up. We got those number/letter mat things for an area rug type thing and she lost it by not listening to Dada today. Oh well. Tomorrow maybe she'll get it back. She also has a new rug that has a road and crap on it. Looks kinda fun.

Is it wierd that all of our toilet seats are new? I can't sit there where someone else's butt has been and not think of the fact that I won't do that in public. What's the dang difference?

The landlord people did come today. They stripped the wallpaper in the kitchen and started in Meredith's bathroom. Painters are coming, the fixed a bunch of stuff and replaced a bunch of other stuff. Things are coming together. The w/d are 858983 years old though and really I'd rather they dump them and we buy new ones then use them. Maybe that's wierd but it's how I feel. I may talk to Dude about that and see what he says. I'll need to do laundry soon so I need to get on it if that's what I want.

I have the lip face numbness thing again and my upper back, like my trapezius, feels not right numbly. More neurontin I bet. I need to ask when my next MRI should be as well. Oh and tired and hot = wobbly oooo almost fell.