I am so tired. I didn’t sleep well last night, and I think it was mainly due to the fact I knew I had a presentation to do today that I wasn’t sure I, or the rest of the group was ready for. In the end it wound up going okay. It could have been better, but all things considered I’m just glad that it’s over.

When I came home, Smokey, my cat, was crashed out on my bed. That seems to be his new favorite napping place. It must be wonderful being a cat and being able to sleep all day long. He’s so fat and lazy, though. When I lived with my mom, she bought this two tier thing with pet beds on the top and bottom. I think Sammie, my sister’s cat, was the only one to venture onto the thing, and I think even now she’d be the only one who would even be close to fitting on it. They were pretty small, though. They were probably made for kittens, which clearly none of them are now. Emmy, my mom’s cat, is basically all fur while Smokey is mostly blubber.

Speaking of, Smokey is scratching at my door, so I’m either going to go let him in or throw him outside. I haven’t decided which.

I think my grandma is about ready to just kick my grandpa’s butt. I can’t really blame her either. He’s been so ridiculous lately. I think he sleeps about 60% of the day. I can’t understand that. I know there are times when I’m just really tired and wind up sleeping in longer than usual, but I’m not in and out of bed all day long. I think that would be more exhausting than not sleeping.

I wish the weather would make up it’s mind. It’s been really nice a few days, and then the last couple of days have been kind of gross and chilly. I hate the rain. I don’t mind the coldness so much, but I did enjoy sleeping with my window open for a few nights while it was nice. I liked have the fresh air. I feel so closed off in my bedroom. Sleeping with the window open was like having air cleaners in my room. I just felt like I could breath and sleep easier. Hopefully, it’ll warm up again and I can go back to doing that. I just seemed to sleep so much better. It gets hot in my room at night and I end up kicking the covers off most of the night. Not a lot of fun.

I cannot sleep. This is ridiculous. I wish I could get myself into some sense of order because I am not functioning well on less than seven hours of sleep each not, and I’m saying seven as the max amount I’ve been getting most nights.

My easter was good. We had dinner and then an easter egg hunt. It was fun. Then I tried playing my cousin’s Nintendo DS. I’m not so good at that. Then they had to leave to go to their other grandparent’s house with their mom. Cody had to call his mom to see what time their dinner was over there, and while he was on the phone, Cole kept calling his mom a druggie. The sad part of it? It’s true. She really needs to be in some sort of drug rehabilitation. I’m not exactly sure what she’s using, but I’ve heard a very wide range of things, none of which are good.

My addiction, which I have to say is far less troublesome, is chocolate. The amount of candy I received today was more than enough to quench that addiction. Unfortunately, after this week, that will be the last of it for me because I’m starting Weight Watcher again. I’m going to do it online. Hopefully, it will work again. This time I’ll just have to stick with it. I’m so sick of being overweight.