late

One of those days. Stretches out endlessly but also seems to go by in the blink of an eye. I think back to what I did today -- slept in late with Rob who was actually home asleep with me, mailed a package, then cleaned the windows in the apartment -- and it really feels like it should only be five or six. But instead it's eleven at night and I just moved two loads of bed sheets into the dryer. I never do laundry this late for fear of falling asleep without retrieving my washables. I haven't had dinner yet. Not too hungry, though. Gimme gimme gimme.