Sugar is looking at me, pleading with her eyes, asking me to *not* do anything constructive the rest of the night. Since she can't get to bed if she hears me shuffling around in the house, she is invested in my laziness.
I think she is even a little upset with me because I drank a cup of coffee about an hour ago - yes, at 10:30pm. But I have a list yet to be half completed, and I can't go to bed without accomplishing some of those things tonight. All in part of this whole moving business, lots of things to happen in the next week...my restlessness is not all due to the caffeine, as things are really picking up speed.
I spoke with a dear girlfriend of mine today who lives in the State that we will soon call our home (she is also a displaced Californian), and I remarked , "Wow, soon I will be a ___'an, I can't believe it." She just laughed. She, too, is not a stranger to planting roots far from her hometown.
She knew exactly what I meant when I said, "Y'know how it is a couple of months or so before a move". She sighed. "But soon you'll be here," she answered quickly thereafter.
She knew how to push me the right way.
Now, if only she was here to kick my rear off of this seat. It is now 11:30. And Sugar is. still. looking at me.
Hope you guys are having a great night :0)