Its a good thing that I drink coffee tan...cause it doesn't stain the carpet when you spill it when you pick up your laptop off of the floor. It could have been worse...I could have spilled it on the laptop. Just a waste of good coffee and furthers my tired and hopeless feeling mood. Dunno what that is about but it just needs to stop.

Yesterday I awoke very poorly. Bad dreams peppered my sleep and waking up crying is never a good thing in my book. Its odd though, I've only had panic attacks in my sleep in the last 10 years or so...so I guess I'm getting better. Got up and moving and coffeed and I finally go up off of the couch to work on my new hangerock. I got the edging sewn on, ironed and pinned for hand sewing and I finished that. Then I realized that I really needed to hand finish all of the seams. I've been lacking in that on everything and its annoying to me. So I just did it. The boys went too shopping and more sawdust ended up in the house. We met Mingo and Tati for dinner and that was nice. Sorry to Thyra for not making the party but things for all of us were moving in the slow relaxing direction. Had a nice dinner at Sweet Tomatoes and then back to the house for zombie board games. I played the nurse and all I was good for was finding all of the townsfolks (per the scenario) and killing zombies with my bare hands. The humans won but it was close. Richard played some mean zombies.

The it was time for bed, or so I thought. I tried to sleep and even after water, drugs and a massage I wasn't in the sleep state. It was well after 1am that I fell asleep. Weird dreams persisted. Not sure what all of this is about. Slept in a while and have been finishing up the hangerock and reading. I have the straps to put on and then the dress is done, not too bad. I finished At Knit's End: Meditations for Women who Knit Too Much by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee which makes #23 for the year. I plan on trying to finish the BFF's novel today too. I'm feeling pretty lousy to do much else. I frogged my knitting on friday and started on a different present but I'm not sure I have the brain power for it or not. Mel is putting linseed oil on the bed and then I'm not sure what else he's got planned. We need to go shopping for various and asundry things. But the motivator is broken and we need to head to Mos Eisley to get it fixed