gigamatic

this morning, i could've sworn when I got up, nala was still in bed. but the bedroom door was shut, which i thought was odd. and the faucet was dripping, which i thought was odd. (had he gotten up earlier and gone back to bed?) i showered early, made coffee, ate breakfast, put dishes away, fed the hoont, watched a bit of tv i'd missed, cleared the tivo thru Friday night, and generally worked on schedule.

but the hoont wouldnt poop.

so, at 7, when i finally figured i couldnt wait around any more, i went upstairs to wake nala up and tell him to let the dog out one more time. but he wasn't there.

he wasnt there? sneaky.

my sinuses have been bothering me, along with my jaw, and for whatever reason, that makes me sleep a lot deeper. i obviously missed nala's morning rituals and assumed at 5:00 when my alarm went off that he was still sleeping. and with 3-4 pillows arranged lengthwise on the bed, i think i assumed, in the dark, that there was someone there.

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man, I am sick of being hungry. granted, even *I* have lost a little weight due to eating mostly on the run, on my own, and watching my caloric intake. of course, i'm also more active, which is good.

because i'm working on the borders, and because they take so FRIGGIN LONG, i've decided I have to cook dinner right when I get home, or like last night, it'll be past my bedtime and i still won't have eaten. thankfully, i found leftovers last night, which got me through till morning's cup of corn flakes, but it was hardly a filling meal.

or... maybe i'll make my dinner during my lunch hour. that would work, too. it could be all cleaned up, and i could work (mostly) straight thru the evening.

seriously - 3 hours, 6 feet of border... it's taking its toll. but, generally, from all the balancing, my back is feeling more limber.