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It's 12:30 am. Way past my bedtime. I have so many things I want to post...for discussion, for posterity, or for a laugh, but I want to sleep. I wanted to sleep a few hours ago, but no can do.

Braska went to bed at 9 pm. That's on the early side for her, but she was tired and I had work to do, so it's a deal. M left just before then to head out for Sunday Night Gaming, so the house has been nice and quiet. I've been sitting here by the fire in one spot for 3 1/2 hours, reading, editing, typing, listening, all parts of my job. Some parts can be done in the daytime when Braska is playing, but much of it requires more quiet than her waking hours allow lately. So it's late-nights for now, especially with as much out-of-town time as we've had recently.

The debate now is do I stay up to finish a few more things that need to get done--this being one of those things. They'll be so much easier uninterrupted, but what quality will there be with my eyelids sagging all the while. M won't be home for a couple hours probably, so there is a window of peace. I'm SO behind on Braska's blog...there are SO many pictures to share and stories to tell...I mean, for me to help HER tell, of course. But the vision therapist will be here at 9 am, and I've got to go back to the new client office first thing in the morning to switch some equipment, and we need to take M's car in to the shop tomorrow, and the laundry is literally (and I do not use that word lightly) knee deep in the bedroom.

I think I've just decided to take sagging eyelids to bed.

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  1. How is it that laundry gets so out of control?? I mean really. Having all of our laundry done and folded and put away though is TOTALLY over rated :) So go to bed and worry about it another day!

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  2. I'm so glad my three are grown up and gone. I remember the sleepless nights, the loads of laundry, the trying to figure out how to get anything done and I didn't have a blog to worry about. Thanks for reminding me how peaceful the empty nest is. Tee Hee. It's been empty for a week now.

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  3. I think a little shut eye was a good idea--now if I could just take my own advice! Unfortunately, now I am up since 6:30 and all I wanna' do is SLEEP! :)

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  4. Mindy--Laundry is like the monster that won't go away. Everytime I think I've got him tackled, he rises again.

    Grandma C--You enjoy that empty nest while you can. It seems to never stay empty for long. Hope you get a nice reprieve.

    Tricia--I slept well, and when Braska woke me up at 8, I shook out the cobwebs pretty quickly.

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  5. RK, I look at it this way: When I am old and gray, am I going to say, "I sure do wish I had spent more time doing laundry? Working?" I don't think so...

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