sleep good

Did not get anything else done on the room yesterday. We were both so tired that I think a break was good and necessary.

Mondays are always my busiest day, between catching up on work in the morning -- I always have a list of "oh my god I need this right now!!!" client messages first thing Monday morning -- my HKB meeting, and then my show. As I posted at the time, I was in a crummy mood and didn't want to do my show, but being there really brightened up my day. Unfortunately I didn't bother to record the show, I thought it was going to suck, but it turned out to be a good one if I do say so. Lots of vinyl, and some things I had never heard before but randomly pulled off the shelves, that turned out to be really good. I wish I had recorded it.

Then when I got home in the evening, I planted some balloon flowers down by the driveway. I love balloon flowers; they have weird cool balloon shaped buds and bell-shaped flowers. (I guess they ought to be called "balloon buds" or "bell flowers," but hey, I'm not the one making up these names.) The soil near the driveway is the worst I've encountered anywhere in the yard. Solid clay except for all the rocks. Mostly gravel (I guess the driveway must have been gravel at one point) but also lots of rocks about the size of my fist and a few much bigger than that. You can't even really dig the soil: it's more like hacking at it with a shovel to loosen up the rocks. I almost gave up on planting there, thinking that no plant would survive in soil that poor, but along with the rocks there were a lot of earthworms. I figure the soil can't be that bad if it has earthworms, so in the balloon flowers went.

Then I made dinner -- nothing fancy, just chicken sauteed with some vegetables, but I've been eating out (mostly junk) for the past week, so it felt really good to cook. Plus I made extra to have for my lunches for the next couple of days. After all that I was totally exhausted and went to sleep before 9:30. Woke up around 11 and thought it was pre-dawn the next morning (we don't have a clock in the bedroom right now because of the drywall work), staggered into the kitchen and asked Georg "what are you doing up already?" Then saw the clock, said "oh" and went back to bed. I'm really glad I slept so long. I feel much better now.