sleep, work.

It is absolutely incredible how much of life is dependent upon the sleep cycle of a tiny, tiny creature that doesn't totally understand what bedtime means. She is an excellent sleeper and I have no right to complain because she is normally so good that I don't even want to write it down because people will assume I'm lying or just hate me. Tonight, she is not indicating that she will sleep any time soon. I sure hope she changes her mind.

My parents brought my grandfather down after his doctor appointment, and I fixed them dinner. My mom is staying the night and will be going to Evelyn's four month doctor visit tomorrow morning, and then I think she will help me with the baby so I can get some cleaning done. I am completely exhausted at the moment so I sure hope I am feeling perkier tomorrow. I really would like the house to be in better shape before we have company. I am weird like that.