It is 3 a.m.

or close enough for jazz and I am up writing this. My neuropathy is giving me fits and I just can't sleep. Not good when the alarm is set for 5:30 to allow for extra-curricular bedroom activities (to use a long euphemism). I took some ibuprofen but there's no sign that it's working yet. I wish whatever weather or hormonal event (ovulation?) would hurry up and be over so I can sleep!!

I'll be back later. I hope to corrupt a good friend into a breakfast out.

I like that kind of corruption....

Met with Dragonlady at Atlanta Bread Company for a late breakfast. She had to take her kitties to be spayed before we could get together but it was nice all the same. We talked and talked and drank coffee, so I managed to stay awake for the whole time. Surprised me because I was falling asleep at the computer earlier. I really need to get out more!

It feels so weird to talk about the kids' old school in the past tense. It's like we now have no point of reference to each other. I just hope that we can continue to be friends even though our kids are in different schools now and we don't see each other as much as we used to. She's a good friend and Lord knows I need some that I can sit down and talk with face to face.

Other than that, I've gotten nothing done. Nothing, nada, zilch. I'll try to put the dishwasher on before I take off to get the kids from school. Hubby won't be too disappointed, I know. At least I got out and away from the computer for a while will be his reasoning.

Hopefully I can get back to Turnabout this evening. I did a little last night and it seemed to break the block I was feeling. I hate writer's block. If I want to do this for a living, I've got to find a way around it.

Might be back later, who knows.