I woke up at 4am to the sound of Sammy getting sick. I cleaned it up and he wanted to cuddle. Surprisingly, he was still sleepy. I became a sandwich - Sammy on the left and husband on the right. For an hour I was wide awake. I went downstairs to write and spent about a half hour on the novel. At that point I got sleepy and I could hear Sammy getting restless. I went back to bed and woke up in just enough time to get ready for work. I nearly called in sick because when I was walking Sammy I had that sleep deprived almost drunk feeling.
However, I went to work which wasn't so bad. After work I came home and cleaned. We had someone clean half of the house in September right before my mother's surprise party. Starting today we're having the same cleaning done once a month. I honestly never understood it in high school when my friend would have to clean the house before the cleaning lady came. Now I do - if the surface to be cleaned is covered with papers or books then it can't get cleaned, can it?