I’m tired. Saturday night I was up late for no good reason, which was doubly stupid because I had to get up the next morning for a Nia/Tai Chi workshop. Sunday night I didn’t sleep well due to heat and noise and general crankiness–I got so desperate that I ended moving to the couch around 4 a.m., and we don’t have a good couch for sleeping on. Monday night I was up late because Mr. Karen was finishing painting our bedroom and I was keeping him supplied with music and cool drinks and towels to wipe up the spills (or maybe the towels were Sunday; I’m too tired to remember). Last night I was up late because I didn’t get home from work until 9:30 and then we had to get the house as ready as we could for the cleaning lady (I know, my life’s so rough) to come today (though there was no hope for our bedroom, so I left her a note to just skip it entirely). Tonight promises to be busy, too–we’ve got friends coming in from Colorado on Friday afternoon and since I won’t get home from class tomorrow until 10, I pretty much need to get ready for them today. Though I suppose since the house was just cleaned, all we really need to do is get our bedroom into sleeping shape, because the four of us are just not all going to fit in the guest bed at one time. If I get into a real crunch, I could skip Nia tomorrow, but skipping it the last time I got over-stressed didn’t make me feel better. I just need to go home and pull tape off the windows so we can get the blinds up and then get a good night’s sleep, possibly even in my own bed.