WNBP: In Lieu Of A Schedule....

I am having a hard time settling into this summer vacation.  As problems go, this is pretty minor.  It is nothing when compared to, say, war or ingrown toenails.  But I still can't help but feel as if I should be on some sort of a schedule now that I'm fully immersed in Week Two.  I just can't seem to get a foothold.

Maybe the Wednesday Night Bullet Post will help.  Sometimes indulging in a little stream of consciousness allows one to see a pattern.  A nugget of normalcy will show up as one pans through the crazy.

Of course, it could also result in my confirming that I've gone full-on crazy pants, but I'm hoping for the former.  Let's see how it goes...

*It's the insomnia that is getting to me, I think.


*New meds have led to some "interesting" moments here at the manse.


*I'm either a brain dead zombie or a chattering monkey girl on caffeinated bananas and neither one is lending itself to establishing a summer routine.


*It has gotten markedly better as the days go by, but true sleep still eludes me.


*Getting in a few extra Zs in the morning would make things ever so much better, but that isn't going to happen.


*I'm sure you can guess why.

They lurk in the darkness and pounce without warning.  

*And no.  Shutting them out of the bedroom isn't going to help.


*Shutting them out of the bedroom only results in furry bodies slamming themselves against said closed door until someone gets up and makes it be open again.


*And that is the Least Creepy Version.  In the Very Creepy Version,  The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty gets his paws wrapped around the doorknob and starts rattling it like a serial killer.


*I don't care for that.  Nor can I sleep through it.  That's the thing with cats and serial killers...


*Fortunately, insomnia is a temporary thing.  Eventually, I will sleep.


*Even better, I see something of a pattern!


*The cats are getting me up at the crack of omigod every morning without fail!


*Would you believe I started this post almost an hour ago?


*And that I've lost it three times?


*That is also a kind of consistency, but not the good kind.


*Let's hope things go better from here because I'm not entirely sure my addled, sleep deprived brain can stick with a task as complex as rambling on in print for anything longer than an hour.


*Have you ever wanted to go running through the streets shouting, "The new garlic is here!  The new garlic is here!"?


*I have.  I wanted to do that today.


*Went to the Farmers Market and the new garlic was there.


*I actually made a cooing noise and petted it.


*I am fond of new garlic with all its mild flavor and intoxicating aroma.


*Not as effective against vampires, but very tasty.


*Also got some potatoes.


*Have you ever knit something so unbearably cute, so tiny and sweet, so itty-bitty and darling that you just wanted to give in and have a baby of your own?


*Yeah.  Me either.  But I have been knitting a few baby items of late and I find them unbelievably adorable in all their wee sweetness.


*Niece Sheep is having a girl child.


*First baby of that flavor to wander into our sphere in a while so I'm taking advantage of the opportunity to do things all girly.


*This is cute, too.

*But don't try to put a little pink hat on him because that will not end well even if you just want to see if it will fit him and how it looks when worn.


*Cats don't wear hats.  Unless they are on the internet and then only if it's YouTube.


*Another constant.


*I am not going to have a baby even if he/she would consent to wearing a hat because I'm pretty sure I can find a small melon or something that would work just as well and not demand to be put through college.


*The up side to not sleeping as much is that I've had ample time in which to read.


*I finally figured out why I was so mad at Queen Victoria while I was reading that other book a while back.


*I knew there was a reason, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.


*Then I remembered.  It wasn't that book that made me hate the queen.  That book had a nice queen.


*It was The Affinity Bridge (Newbury & Hobbes Investigations) that made me hate that mean old Victoria!!


*And she doesn't get any better in the next two books either.


*I thought I was going crazy hating on the queen like that.  Turns out I was right.  Sort of.  If the real Queen Victoria was scheming, half-dead, barely human what with all the clockwork machinery keeping her alive and bitter beyond all belief anyway...


*At long last, I finally indulged in the book I've been waiting for.


*It was something I wanted to read during summer vacation because it was last summer when I read the first two.


*Since I was awake and had nothing better to do at 2:00 in the morning, I figured I might as well go for it.


*Blackout (The Newsflesh Trilogy)


*This trilogy has a surprisingly complex plot and I probably should have gone back to read the first two books before starting this one, but I couldn't wait.


*I'm catching up with stuff pretty well.  It almost doesn't feel like it's been a year since last I checked in on poor George and Shaun...


*Here's the thing you should know about these books:  The first one is amazing.  The second one is crazy good.  The third one is very, very good.  In that order.


*And the third one has a zombie bear in it.  Seriously.  He's sort of offstage, but still.  It's a ZOMBIE BEAR, PEOPLE!!!!


*I'm not quite finished, but it appears there are far fewer of the dead things in this book than the others.  It isn't really about the zombies at this point.  It's about the live humans and the nasty stuff they do in a world gone utterly mad.


*I think some people might get turned off because of the Walking Dead angle, but don't be a hater.  I think this series will appeal to more readers than one might think given the breadth of the conflicts and the brilliant writing.  The characters are some of the best developed I've seen in a long time.


Well, I don't know as I've really managed to come up with enough of a pattern to develop a summer routine, but I guess I didn't expect I would.  I'm tired.  I almost left the house in my slippers this morning.  Really high level thinking is beyond me these days, but I don't feel too badly.  There were glimmers of something in all that rambling.

Of course might be the glimmer of a tin foil hat, but let's see if I can get a little sleep tonight before I start down that path...

SA