The Cubs won the game last night, much to Rich’s satisfaction. Ah well. It was still an enjoyable outing at the ballpark, and fortunately, the Braves weren’t on TV last night so I couldn’t stay up late watching that game. Damn the Giants and their walk-off home runs.
I slept…well, not badly, but weirdly last night. I remember waking up in the middle of the night sweating, despite the fact that I turn my A/C down to about 76 degrees at night. In my grogginess, I got up, walked into the living room, pulled my Georgia Tech blanket out from the end table, and laid down on the couch. This all seemed perfectly normal to my sleep-fogged brain. Next thing I know, it’s 4:30 in the morning, and I’m still awkwardly positioned on the couch. So I get up and go back to my bedroom and sleep till my alarm goes off.
I guess in retrospect, it’s not that weird, but it feels really weird. I’ve never done anything like that before.
I need to work out. I haven’t been running in a week, and haven’t done anything remotely active since climbing on Monday. Despite the fact that I’m not getting enough sleep this week due to all the evening plans, I think a lack of exercising is the more prominent cause of my grogginess. Well, at the least, moving this weekend will provide a lot of activity. I only have two more nights in my current apartment before all the furniture goes over to the new place. It’ll be a few more days after that until I’m completely moved out of the old and into the new, but I figure when the furniture gets moved, I go with it. This move is weird. I haven’t really spent much time thinking about it, which is a lot different from previous moves. Then again, this time I’m only moving 100 feet. Nothing will change except the layout of my apartment.
