yep, it's Tuesday morning.

Me: ...I just stuck my hand in my tea.
Cubemate: What?
Me: I just stuck my hand in my tea.
C.: Why?
Me: I thought it was my little jar of nuts. I reached without looking.
C.: Well, that'll wake you up.

I'm a bit bleary this morning, because I spent most of last night worrying about a mosquito in the house. We had thought it done for after K whacked it with a newspaper and tossed it into the trash can. Later, when I went to throw something away, the mosquito buzzed into the air and freaked me out. I couldn't find it to kill it again. At any rate, I slept badly; I jerked awake every time something tickled my skin (it usually turned out to be the cat, who sleeps with her back to me and tends to hit me with her tail). I had bug-infested dreams all night. I know, I'm a total wuss.

( on route setting )

( this past weekend: green house, more climbing, grilling )