More caffeine, please.

I am looking forward to the next several busy weekends (two cons, the trip to New York to see the Tolkien exhibit, Easter, Balticon...), but I looked at the calendar, and realized that all my scheduled days off and most of my weekends until June are booked. No days to sleep late. Some of those days not sleeping in my own bed. Con weekends, then coming home to still have to do the laundry and the grocery shopping and pet the frantic cats. I'm pre-emptively exhausted.

Oh, and apparently I do have to haul myself down to the DMV, because since I purchased the Fit so quickly, the dealer didn't have time to run it through the DE inspection, and they need the pass certificate before they can get me my title and plates. It shouldn't take long, but because I cannot ask for yet another late morning due to car stuff, looks like I'm going tomorrow after work. Hopefully I can make it home in time for D&D. Hopefully.

Coming down off a rough uterus week, this is probably the lingering malaise. I am happy, all of these things will be fun and exciting. But right now, I just want to sleep for twelve hours straight. And eat a five-pound block of chocolate.

Reading Log: The Restless Girls by Jessie Burton; Band Sinister by KJ Charles; Miranda in Milan by Katharine Duckett; The Cerulean by Amy Ewing; The Grail Tree by Jonathan Gash; The Afterward by E. K. Johnston; Undying by Amie Kaufman and Meagan Spooner; Schooled by Gordon Korman; The Widows by Jess Montgomery; Crown of Thunder by Tochi Onyebuchi; Daisy Jones and The Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid; The Impostor's Daughter by Laurie Sandell; The Cold is in Her Bones by Peternelle van Arsdale; The Bird King by G. Willow Wilson