Five and a bit hours until the weekend...

Bleh. Yesterday was feeling absolutely wretched all day, to the point where I actually had a full-sized Cadbury's Creme Egg as part of my snack when I got home. (The rest, it should be noted, was some cottage cheese and some hot peppers.) I normally have trouble eating a whole egg and it takes me the better part of an hour to do it (this being the reason I'd prefer the mini size ones if only the contents didn't separate into "dry sugar/liquid goo"). I'm blaming this on not getting to bed until after midnight on Tuesday; two days of reasonable sleep hours seem to have set me back in my relatively normal zone, though. Thank goodness.

The "relatively normal zone" is when I do things like transfer potting soil to a low pot and do up a third pot of cat grass, since I'm estimating the kitty will've eaten up the first two by the time this one's ready; put more heirloom nasturtium seeds in my hanging pot of nasties; wood-polish the windowsill; do starts on another set of habenero plants after figuring out why the last set didn't work; and clean up the workroom floor somewhat. Then get into work clothes and head out the door. I just hope the energy burst this morning is paralleled by one after I get off work; so much stuff to do!