They slept last night, too. Amazingly well, bli ayin hara etc.
Did I sleep? Um, no, not really. I didn't even go to bed till, er, about 4 am.
And it's around quarter to one, and I'm still up.
Why?
Because I have a knitting buddy visiting whom I see, on average, one day every two or three years. All we've done all day has been knit, talk about knitting, and eat. (That sentence sounds so wrong. I'm so out of it I can't even tell why.) The kids have had father-son bonding day, and we're holed up in the back bedroom with yarn up to our ears.
I think this is the one thing I'd actually rather be doing than sleeping.
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