Two Down

I stayed up until 2 a.m. last night finishing the edit on two manuscripts. Now just one long one to go. And I am supposed to start real work tomorrow. I’m not going to have much a social life this week.
When I finally went to bed, I couldn’t sleep for two hours. I rarely have trouble getting to sleep, but have lately. I can’t stop thinking of how I would fix houses or landscape yards, colors I’d paint, and right now I’m renovating two houses in my mind. I tried counting sheep but then thought about yarn and all the knitting I want to do.
Today I am going to try and knock out some of that long third manuscript on songbird migration, but it’s pretty scientific and given my lack of sleep it seems pretty unlikely I’ll make it far without ZZZs. So I am also going to treat myself to cooking. Trying to remember the recipe for the Grit’s roasted red pepper and mushroom soup–my cookbooks are packed away who knows where–and I also plan to make pimento cheese. I have to cook the soup and store it and clean everything really well and air out the kitchen before my folks get back in town today, because the smell of bell peppers nauseates my mom. She can’t eat them without getting sick. I pity her. But I MISS bell peppers. What a rebel I–my parents go out of town for the weekend and I stay up all night working then wildly cook pepper soup. Shhh, don’t tell!