Monday was NOT a good night.
I don’t know if it was the three Atkins Peanut Butter Cups, the diet soda, or the last of the sugar free gummy bears. I had a MASSIVE sweets craving, and I settled it in an appropriate Keto way…
sadly, too much sugar alcohols tend to force their way OUT…
It might have been the Red Wedding episode of Game of Thrones watched with the SQO.
Possibly – it was the new chainmaille pattern – 2 lengths of box chain stitched up the middle, using a mix of stretchy rubber rings and stainless steel links – for a watchband, that I kept weaving EVERY time I closed my eyes.
All I know is that I simply couldn’t sleep.
So I dug up an appropriately-themed earworm.
As a side note – I actually got to see the Black Moods live. They’re an indie band out of Arizona (I think) and a couple of years ago they actually scraped together enough funds to do a tour. I caught them at a bar in Cudahy, got a copy of their album, and have since listened to every song on that album at least a dozen times.
Enough times to be able to sing along, anyway…
As for the insomnia – I did, finally, manage to snag a couple of hours of sleep around 8am, complete with dreams of construction crews turning a perfectly good stretch of concrete into rubble. No…wait…that part wasn’t a dream. My street is getting torn to shit.