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It was incredibly difficult getting up this morning. I only got a few hours of sleep and it was uncomfortably cold in my room because of poor air circulation. The master bedroom of my house is pretty big. It has a large sliding glass door entering the back yard, a full bathroom, and a walk in closet. It used to be a large garage, but the previous owners (before my landlord) finished it into a room and built an external garage, so the ducting in the attic is afterthought. If it's cold outside (like last night), I need to keep the rest of the house warmer than comfortable to keep my room warm. Yes, I know... space heater... duh. I just don't have one. Anyhoo, when my mom, her boyfriend, and my sister are sleeping in the comfy rest of the house, it's hard to explain to them why they are about to ignite in flames when I crank up the heat so my bedroom will be warmer. So, I froze. I have lots of covers... LOTS of covers. I think that may be the only reason I was able to sleep at all. I'm pretty sensitive to temperature when I sleep... not so much as in whether or not I can sleep, but it more so affects the quality of my sleep. Anyhoo, everyone was up and packed this morning before I even got out of bed. I lazily ironed my shirt for work and made myself some left-over tamales for breakfast. Bob brought homemade tamales for Christmas Eve dinner so the he ensured "everyone gets to unwrap something". He cracks me up. He helped me brace the wind damaged portion of my fence. I was on the phone with EL the day after the storm and noticed cracks in the sheetrock of my bedroom walls that ran the length of the room... from the storm. That's not a good thing. I don't have much longer on my lease and I am so out of there... I don't know where I will move, but there is no way I'm staying in that house. The office is weird this morning. It's creepy because so many people are gone... and the ones that are here are all pissy because they are at work. Tonight is the Toadies concert at Verizon. I am really looking forward to seeing VTL fronting his old band, but I wish Sean was with me. It would mean so much more to me if he could be here. I don't know what I'm going to do with his ticket. I asked Mike to go in his place, but if he can't make it, I'm going alone. I was really surprised my mom didn't hassle me about all the trips to Colorado... it just seems like something she would comment on... but she didn't. She seemed to really like her (from the tiny bit they talked on their unplanned phone conversation ;-) and what she has heard from me)... so I guess she's happy that I'm going because it makes me happy. They all left this morning when I went to work. I tried to talk them into relaxing at the house for a while... taking their time... leave whenever they felt like it... but they still left. They are such "morning people". I don't get it... really. I am such a night person. I have had to condition myself to get up early as years went on and as being a responsible adult holding a day job requires. It's difficult. I would much rather sleep until my body wakes itself up naturally everyday... and then not be rushed to wake up and participate in the world immediately, but rather take my time... pace myself... ease into the day. That's what I want. Why can't I have that?