I worked a fifteen hour day today (mostly because I had to drive to San Diego county this morning at 6am for reasons I won’t even begin to explain here) and I’m likely working at least one day this weekend, possibly both.
And I’ve slept seven hours the last two nights combined, and I’m not looking forward to trying to go to bed again, only to end up staring at my ceiling and counting the stucco stalactites above my bed. Again.
467, in case anyone’s wondering, although that’s sort of a limited area. My eyes aren’t good enough to count the whole ceiling in the dark.