I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night, and I was wearing the concert shirt all day to remind me why. I can usually still cope with merely tired or sleepy, but add in the foot injury...
I sucked at bowling today, but I finally managed to bowl my average in the last game, and while I didn't win that game for us, I tied the score in the last frame.
Flar was leaving town for Brazil today, and I didn't have any errands already planned, so I drove straight home from bowling to share lunchtime with him. His dad loaned him money so that we can get by until we get paid by the client who has owed him since November. So I hopped in the car and drove to the bank to deposit that, and to get expense cash for Flar from his business account and my spending money for the week.
When I got home, my foot was hurting enough that I wanted to be in one spot. Flar said he was about to finish his packing, so I plopped into bed. I finished the afghan for Gaucha so that he could pack it, and after he left, I catnapped until it was time to get the boys.
When we got home from school, I asked Critter to be my legs for the evening. Critter brought me dinner in bed, and kept track of his brother. They watched Inspector Gadget 2; I read live journal and email and chatted online awhile. I caught up on one the mailing lists I've been ignoring, and that made me sleepy. The boys took care of trash and recycling and the dishes, and then I read another chapter of The Marvelous Land of Oz to them.
And now that I've decided to go on to sleep, I'm feeling more wakey wakey. Maybe I'll watch a movie before I go to sleep.