The day before last, Cormac slipped on some ice and hurt his paw. He started limping very pathetically and mewed like a kitten when I touched it. Now, two days have passed and he is still limping when I am watching him and somehow manages to still run to the front door to bark at the mailman, run to the husband to get treats, and then of course resumes limping. We make all sorts of jokes about him being as dumb as a potato but really my baby ain’t too stupid. He knows exactly how to tug on my heartstrings and get what he wants.

You may be wondering why I am awake at all right now. Well, I had class from 830 until 4 o’clock, work at the theater from 530 until nine, took a break and had a beer with the husband and the former roommate, then worked from about 10/1030 until midnight. In the course of that time I had about three red Bulls and now I am totally amped and ready to go for another 16 hours. Which is a good thing because tomorrow I have practicum from eight until 430, work at the theater from 530 until hopefully no later than nine, although I am scheduled until 10, and work again from 1030 until midnight.

But Jady, you say, why are you working at the theater if you have a new job doing invoicing for a company? Well, we always figure out our schedules at the beginning of the month at the theater and I had previously chosen shifts set up for tomorrow and today. So tomorrow is another 16 hour day. And on top of that I had so much caffeine that I don’t feel like sleeping even though it’s nearly 130 in the evening/morning. I really I’m going to try and get to sleep because once I do manage that it’ll be pretty damn hard to wake up again.

OK, off to bed for real. Wishing you rest and a warm bed, loyal reader.