I wonder where all the mice are coming from. The ones we've seen have all been pretty tiny, so I guess they could have gotten into the heating system (it's forced-air, and now that it's warm I guess it might be a nice place to live if you're a mouse). No idea how to get them out (short of Dingbat's strategy of gradual attrition-by-stupidity) or even if they're likely to do any damage in there.
Anyway. I've been doing yoga for less than a week now and I think my knees are clicking less when I walk. Jarrett disagrees, but, well, that's Jarrett. I know I'm already more flexible. It's really impressive how good a workout you can get just staying in one position. Yesterday I was only able to do 15 minutes before I started falling over, but the day before I did 45 minutes, and got through more poses than ever before.
I'm sleepy. Haven't gotten enough sleep the last two nights, because I keep insisting on staying up till 11:30 or midnight and try to get up at 6. It's the kind of sleepiness that isn't too evident when I get out of bed but hits a couple hours later while I'm at work. I'm having to prop my eyelids open with two-by-fours while I write this.
But it's Friday. I can go home and goof off and not worry that I'm wasting my few precious waking hours before going back to work. I can nap, play Diablo II, read, work in the garden, whatever.
I'm contemplating going clothes shopping this weekend - it looks like the fashion gods may have smiled on me and there are clothes that I actually like in the stores this season. But if I venture anywhere near a mall, I will be inundated with Mothers Day ads. Is it worth it? I dunno.
