Getting used to this new time zone has been hell. The first few nights, I woke up at 12-1 am, then couldn't sleep, so I sat down at the computer. I did that again on Saturday, but this time I figured that the screen light was confusing my body, so I refused to turn on anything that made light. Instead, I worked on a brand new novel that may never get written. The payoff was last night, where I woke up at 12:15 like clockwork, but was then, finally, able to sleep after 5 minutes of trying.
Last night, I slept most of the night. Hell, yeah.
In weekend fun, we went to see a Mystics game. That's DC women's basketball. Miss Dash had a fine time.
I haven't written much in the last week, so I'm happy to be sitting down again this morning, even if my time is short.