why am i still awake?

Just got back from driving Sarah to the airport. I think this is the first visit of hers where I haven't come home from SeaTac all wistful and sad. Why? Because this time it won't be 6mos before I see her again. It'll be a scant three weeks. Let the good times roll!

Had a scary moment on the way back. As I pulled into my driveway, I saw a pedestrian coming close to crossing my path. He was pretty far away, so I pulled into my driveway. He was a rather scary looking creature. He paused in the middle of the driveway and stared at me. I thought maybe he was angry that I hadn't stopped--but he was more than a reasonable distance away. Anyhow, I quickly shut the garage door behind me and he moved on. I walked to the hallway door, turned the key and there he was. I managed to not shriek, but gasped pretty openly. He started at me creepily for a minute and said he was sorry to have startled me, but did I just drive into the driveway. Um, yes. I braced myself for him to scream at me. But he didn't--just said he thought my car was his friend's car.

Then, with every self-defense book screaming NO in my ear, I got into the elevator and held my breath until he got off a couple of floors before me. Ultimately not as melodramatic as it sounds, but gah he was scary.

( A pictorial guide to yesterday. )

My knees? Swollen and stabbing like a mofo. All the aerobics and my laziness about taking ibuprofen caught up this morning in a miserable way. Ouch. Ouch. OUCH. Must find ice pack now. Mowr.

And Judy, if you're reading this--yes, I'm going back to bed. But feel free to wake me up any time after 10! Can't wait to catch up with you and Ellie.