Blur

Yesterday was a complete blur to me. I have a bad habit of catastrophically upsetting my sleep schedule on my weekends, resulting in dazed wanderings and forgetful mumblings and other general silliness. I don't even remember falling asleep, just that I had gone to lay down on the foot of the bed, and then next thing I know Matt is smiling at me and tucking me in and I sleep on my stomach and dream about attacking a giant turtle in my backyard.
Ugh.
I have yet to figure out my attack plan for the day, but playing violin for 3 hours sounds like a good plan, right? I need one of those days.