With my dance partner in hand, I danced until dark.
Together we swept up the dance floor to the tunes of Michael Buble, Nickel Creek and the Enchanted Soundtrack.
Okay... my dance partner was a rake that ripped the skin off my pinky, and the dance floor was our backyard that has waayyy too many trees.
I was determined to NOT take a 3 hour nap like I did yesterday. I tried to do some thinking/on-the-computer work, but it just wasn't helping. So, I thought some yard work would help. It did.
I think I've now re-adjusted to the time difference. I THINK. But, if that's true, why am I still awake?
NOTE: the fact that our neighbor did his lawn in less than an hour on his riding mower doesn't bother me at all. No, not at all. :)
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