Headed to Bed

I survived babysitting with most of my faculties intact. In fact, they were pretty good today. That's always a plus when Gabe is good, well, "good" for him anyway. I was tired (and depressed) and didn't do a darn thing with the house today. I did take a nap.

I was sort of hoping I'd be awakened by a phone call from "someone" to at least say, though he was very busy, he was thinking of me. Which, I know is true, but you know, a girl likes to hear those things. As I wrote to him, in spite of all the independence, logic, intellect, and the fact that I am proficient with using most power tools, I AM still a girl.

I'm working twelve hours tomorrow/today. I always viewed that it was never officially today until I had gone to bed and awakened. Then, it was today. The compensatory techniques one develops when working night shift in order to maintain some type of connection with the reality of the day-time world. Or, at least my reality of the world anyway.

I'm tired. Think I'll hit the bed and hope it lasts beyond 4am.