It's not even 5:00 pm, and I'm already beat physically and mentally. I've tried all day to catch pneumonia, but I think I was unsuccessful. It stopped raining Friday, but I had to work, so I started working on constructing Annie's special Christmas present yesterday. It was a gorgeous day, but at 9:00 last night, I still hadn't finished. So, I started it again this morning. The 'project' is assembled, but there are some other things around it that I haven't finished. It's dark, and I ran out of some materials so I called it quits for today. I am on my fourth change of clothes in a futile attempt to stay warm and able to move without soaking wet clothes binding me up.

At any rate, it's really close to being done, and I'm finally ready to sit and eat something while I watch Gross Pointe Blank for the fifteenth time since my ex gave it to me. I have an orange cat laying next to me, and I'm finally warm.

You'll forgive me for not saying Merry Christmas, yet. My Christmas doesn't start happen until Thursday when Annie comes home. She is currently having a blast playing with her cousins and celebrating Christmas Number One. I can't wait until Thursday...

Early bedtime... definitely...