Sleepy hungry bedtime.

I think I'm going to starve to death before morning. I made a potato and leek soup for dinner, and we ate early and lightly and then worked hard for the rest of the day, what with cleaning and errands and heavy lifting and...

...New furniture! The bookcase/cabinet was in stock, and even $30 cheaper than it was on Saturday, and so my darling Swede spent the evening in misery/ecstacy putting the thing together. (He loves it, really he does.) I asked him rather wistfully if we would ever buy furniture that doesn't come from a box. M said he doubted it, for it is cheap and so are we. ;) We're not quite done with the room, but we have most of it in place. The putting away part will have to wait until tomorrow, because it's late and we're both too tired to work anymore. I'm sure there will be pictures as the project nears completion. It looks good, though.

I have other things to talk about but I don't really have time. I did indeed regret staying up so late last night, and I'm on the right track for doing it again, so I guess it's time to go to bed. It feels very strange by now that M is out of bed and showered before I get up.. kind of nice for me, though. It was always hard to drag myself out of bed when he was sleeping so peacefully beside me. Of course, I'd rather he didn't have to get up and go to work, but since he does I might as well find something good about it, right? Anyway. I'm off to grab a pop-tart go to bed. Nightienightie.