fnrt

Instead of getting anything done at *all* last night, we went over to my parents’ house and had dinner with Deirdre and Gavin and Mom and Dad. Deirdre and Gavin made ‘pasta with red sauce’, which was very good, and then it was suddenly after 10pm and by the time we got home it was bed time.

I’m going to just have to force myself to get out of bed at 6 tomorrow. I don’t think there’s any other way I’m going to successfully rearrange my sleep schedule, which has been about 9 or 10 hours a night since I hurt my back. But if I don’t get up I won’t get to the gym and if I don’t get to the gym I’m never going to lose weight and I’m going to continue to feel like a lump of lard and I’m *tired* of that, so I really just need to force myself out of bed and go.

Besides, at least I’ll be sure to get to work on time that way. :P

Ok, I need breakfast, and to make bread, and then to find out what in God’s name is happening with all my client sites. Fnrt!