I think I'm fighting off a cold. As soon as I feel better, I start to feel crappy again. Tonight I relapsed into the precursory aches and sniffles, as I have twice in the last week, but not the full blown cold.
I took some faux-NyQuil. Shit... I forget how tired it makes you. I thought I'd do a little writing tonight but there's no chance. I'm going to bed as soon as I finish typing this.
The good news is that I'm quickly getting back to a good sleep schedule. With Stephanie leaving in the morning for school I now have a cue to wake up. Of course, the downside is that I wake up alone (Luna gets so upset about her absence that she barfs), but at least I get her to myself over the weekend, even if that's study time for her.
We actually only really came to blows once that I remember over the break. I think that's pretty fabulous for a couple of people that spend nearly every day together for a month. Sure, I do more work with alone time, but I miss her companionship even if it's just her being in the room. It's nice when there's someone around that has your back.
So I'm off to crawl into bed so we can keep each other warm. :)