Week 34, Day 1 (Brain eating zombie)

I now understand why movie zombies are crazed by cravings for fresh brains. In my zomboid state, another brain would be lonely, thus any addition might be welcome.

This is partly due to the strange fact that pregnant women can sleep anywhere, anytime.

That is, unless you count "at night, in their own bed", whereupon sleep can be completely out of the question!

This is not the time to be struck down with insomnia - I've suffered some real setbacks to my working schedule this week, and I need **more** days in the week, not less.

But I am blessed with a very kind husband. At 6.30am when some idiot rang us by mistake, thus waking the parrot who instantly went into burble/whistle mode, I got a little peeved.

You just know that's an understatement, especially given the grand total of two hours' sleep I'd achieved all night.

So poor old Wayne hauled his butt out of bed on this frosty morn, and left me to get some sleep while he entertained Joey and did a lot of comparison shopping on Trade Me. By the time I surfaced at 11am (fuzzy, head-achey, starving, but quite human again) he'd cancelled his clients for the day in order to keep the house quiet as long as I needed. He said the noise of loading the truck, plus Joey's inevitable squawking heralding his departure could only be avoided if he didn't leave.

Awww..

The day is not lost however. It's a gorgeous warm day with no humidity - just perfect to varnish the cot. Yesterday Wayne put considerable energy into remodeling it to suit us (knobs off, better latching system, sanding back the marks etc) and now it just needs finishing.

Perfect day, if only I could force myself to stay awake... (yawns..) Perhaps I should take the computer back to bed, because that's the only damn place I seem to be able to maintain 100% wide awake!