Oh man. That was such a horrible day. It hurt. All there is to say is that Baby and I had a long, full day, running, such as it was, on a scant five hours of sleep. Then there was no possibility of a nap. The tiredness was literally a physical pain. She screamed so much.
Thankfully I have no photographs from today, so look at this instead:
Nick Cave. Wonderful.
Mr. Terrible is trying to work some plumbing magic in the tub drain, and if he succeeds I'ma take a screaming hot shower and go the f**k to sleep.
On a much happier note, I'm on Pinterest now, which seems like it would be a total time-waster, but is actually causing me to spend less time on the internets. I think it has something to do with being able to plonk all the ideas and information I get down in one place (whether it's curtains I'd like to copy, a knitting pattern, fabric, a recipe, whatever), very much like keeping a pad of paper next to your bed to write down all of the stuff rattling around in your head so you can forget about it and sleep. Weird. In any case I really love looking at all of my pins together, they're so satisfyingly cohesive.
Mmm hmm.
Yep.
I'm so tired.