When the cat's away . . .

Okay, I know I've said this before but I'm going to repeat it. I'm a child. Most adults know when to eat without being told, go to bed when they are tired, finish their homework. Even many children know how to do this. Monte is out of town until Wednesday and I'm REALLY tired today. Since I just finished a 3 day weekend I can't claim I'm overworked. The reality is that I got so excited that no one was around to tell me to go to bed that I stayed up sewing until my shoulders and back were stiff and my thumb will not move. I forgot to eat dinner last night until I came upstairs and found the sandwich I made for lunch still sitting on the counter. Not that missing a meal or two will hurt me but you'd think anyone with my obvious love of food would have remembered to take a dinner break. It could have something to do with the diet Mountain Dew I drank while I was sewing. Because I spent most of yesterday closeted in my sewing room, I also didn't do the lesson planning I should have done for today so I've been "flying by the seat of my pants" today. Something that works briefly but won't work for a second day in a row. My new pajamas aren't quite finished yet, though ... Maybe I could sew just a little longer. I don't have to cook dinner tonight either - there's still that sandwich. I can't wait to get home!