i don't feel like doing anything. and i don't feel like sleeping. so i turned the a/c down, it was 87 in here, no wonder i feel cranky and lethargic. even the cats are passed out. i didn't pay attention when i turned the a/c off this morning, oops.
i was debating whether to take my day meds yet or wait. i'm still debating. they make me stoned if i stay awake. and i'm really not liking that feeling lately. or i could go to sleep and get up after dark when i can run the washer and dryer.
it's my friday, which means people will be over, so i cleaned the living room of what little flotsam i had let build up there. i even washed the blanket we keep on the couch, it's a decorative sort, hippie style. the couch is black velvet, it sucks up cat fur. we clean the top cushions, where they sleep, once a week, if not more to get the fur off. especially if leeloo is up there a lot, since she's white.
well, i pissed away twenty minutes writing in here and getting up to do things. i think i'll sleep until sundown. then i can get more done and daytime TV just sucks.
