Or lack of. I have been up ALL night. This never happens to me. I wonder if the caffeine in the darjeeling tea at 9pm did it. Whatever it is, it's going to hurt once the sun comes up. The wind has been howling upstairs and it's going to snow (if it's not already). I think I know what that means: no digging come day. I'm feeling the soreness already, and am more fixated on the prospects of making carrot cake. The pressure of the performance (in a WEEK, what??? Time, slow down!!) is getting to me; my to do list for it is insane. But I think I'll have to take it easy today.
On a scary note: it's in the 30s, and there are STILL mosquitoes out.
Okay. Time to try and get at least a few hours of sleep.