Droopy Eyelids

I had every intention of going to bed early last night. In fact, I even had my daughter to bed early and had a few hours to myself because she actually fell asleep instead of tossing and turning for an hour. I lounged on the couch, reading a great book, and I know I eyed my bed a few times, thinking, "I should go to bed early tonight."

That didn't happen.

Since hubby and my stepson were off watching the Patriots and the Raiders clobber each other, I had the house pretty much to myself. So around 9:30 p.m., I figured I'd throw in a load of laundry and print out the pages of my manuscript that I'd written a few days earlier, then slide under the welcoming blankets and drift off to dreamland.

Once I opened the file, I decided, once again, to write just a few sentences. That's all.

It turned into a few pages again. While this is WONDERFUL, it sure is cutting into my sleep time. This morning, wow. Haven't had the Diet Pepsi yet, but I'm thinking I will soon. Need something to prop open my eyelids.

No matter. I'll get through the work day and probably do the same darn thing tonight, only with the knowledge that I can sleep in tomorrow. I *love* Saturday. :-)