I was starting to recover. I wasn’t napping every day when I got home for a few days there.
But now we’re back to it. It’s either nap and have an hour or two of actual consciousness before bedtime–or not nap, and spend the evening staring stupidly at whatever’s in front of me, waiting for bedtime.
On the upside–I have an awesome roomie. We got to talking tonight about how I would kind of like to improve my wardrobe a bit, and discovered–she knows this stuff! I might, maybe, let her take me shopping in a paycheck or two.