As usual it is Sunday night and I am unable to sleep. Not that I didn't try... I tossed and turned and my mind started organising itself, planning an upcoming event I really should have sat down to plan. Anyhow, I finally turned on the light, waking poor Z up and finished my blueprints.

I thought I'd be able to sleep now, but my mind is still churning. Perhaps it is the sound of the rain. I can't sleep when it is noisy. Or perhaps the simplest explanation is the chocolate milk I drank 10 minutes to the end of the Buffy episode I was watching to wash down my Cheese Tasters. I'd put my money on the latter.

It is also conceivable that there have been so many things in the works that have been at the back of my mind, waiting to be planned, their deadlines looming. Or most likely it is the combination of all of the above.

In other news:

- A rather quiet Father's Day. We mistakenly celebrated last week. Everyone was busy for lunch anyway.

- I collected my new pair of red glasses. Very retro I have to say.

- I slept 4 hours in the afternoon (aha! Another reason) due to MSG overdose.

- I redecorated my garden (somewhat).