It 2:50 A freaking M in Life

And I'm awake....just wanted to let y'all know that.

I always hit this point every summer. I don't sleep. I'm exhausted, but I don't sleep. I don't sleep late. I just stay up forever. Dumb dumb dumb

I have been productive, though. I've bought the citypasses for the short trip my mom, Cbaby, and I are taking to Houston next week. I've printed out every sort of map imaginable. I've drawn floor plans for my classroom. I've re-connected my printer. (I pulled it for the fishing camp last week and never had re-connected it.) I've folded and hung up clean clothes and sorted dirty clothes for washing. I am, however, about to do something drastic to my cat. She keeps staring at the glass doors twitching her ears and looking like she's about to have a panic attack. I've shown the flashlight around, but no deer or anything, which is usually what it is. Sometimes a bird gets "caught" on the back porch, but nothing. No coons or possums showing. I don't know what she's "seeing". I have told myself that I can no longer watch Criminal Minds marathons. I could watch Shemar Moore (Morgan) all day long, but the show has some brutal crimes and I have much too creative an imagination.
This is Morgan on the show. I think one of the sexiest part of a man is his jaw and he has an awesome one. So I guess I can just imagine him saving me.

By the way, while I was looking for the picture of Shemar to share something bumped into the little plastic table on the back deck. I couldn't get the flashlight over there in time to see more than shadow/tail. Some sort of cat I would imagine, given the shape. I have the game cam set up front. Maybe I'll get to see it. Several neighbors have outdoor cats that visit from time to time.