"You can't let it go. Not even on your birthday."

Wherein Jack feels human again

Well. Mostly. I'm still achy and coughing but I felt like doing something besides sleeping all day today. So I'm on the recovery.

Except now it's midnight and I can't sleep. I'm wide awake. Probably a side effect of having slept so much this last week. I slept about 12 hours a night and took naps throughout the day. It was one sleepy cold.

So what am I doing now I can't sleep? You mean besides shipping Jeffrey and Batty from the Penderwicks series? Eh. Not much. I know. Jeffrey and Batty?! I can't help it. I've shipped it so long. And the final book is just encouraging my ship so I blame the book.

Dog wishes I'd stop getting out of bed every few seconds and just settle in so she can lay on my feet and sleep snuggled next to me. Dog puts up with a lot between short walks and tons of sleep to my random sprout of energy today and now no sleep.

I felt so human today though that I even wrote some. And may work on some more once I finish this post. I'm making good progress in Haphazardly Implausible. Even if I did forget Tony with the ants....oops. Don't tell Peter.

Okay. But I should end this here and see if writing will get my tried enough to go to bed.

Farewell and beware. Unless I have a relapse from over doing it today I am back.