It's going to be a long day

After dozing in fits and starts on the sofa most of the night, I finally crawled into bed at 4:45am. And then laid there forever, trying to get to sleep. Arg. I've probably managed 2 good hours of sleep. The Bug's awake already, The Miss will be soon, oh, and Salvage Guy and the work crew are *supposed* to be here today. So even if I felt energetic enough to take the kids outside, I can't. Dammit.

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I just came out of the bathroom to find The Bug perched on the arm of the sofa, paging through Cheap Thrills in the Tool Shop, looking like he was paying close attention. Definitely his father's son!

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Salvage Guy and his work crew left a little bit ago. They got holes dug for the additional support posts for my herb shed, and three of the tall posts installed (those go all the way up the wall and support the roof). He says he'll be here tomorrow and Thursday, and until noon on Friday, so I'm hoping for lots done this week.

The Bug really didn't nap this afternoon, so I didn't get a nap. I've hit the point where additional caffeine doesn't help approximate wakefulness. I'm glad now that I (a) fixed enough lunch for leftovers for dinner, and (b) the kids really liked lunch. That will simplify things.

The Sock Report: tried the mostly-done knee-high sock on The Miss, and found that it doesn't quite fit. A bit too long in the foot, which is manageable (she'll grow into it fast enough), tight and hard to get on through the arch of her foot. That's a problem. She made faces when I was putting it on her, and demanded it off as soon as I'd seen the fit. So it's frogging time. And if I'm going to rip out the whole leg and the heel, I might as well rip the whole thing out and start the foot over. Errrg. When I'm more awake, of course.