And he would be there when Jem waked up in the morning.

I'm getting old. It's 10:45 and I'm dead tired - not only that, but over the year I've basically had constant back/neck pain... and this month my legs have been hurting all the time. I'm falling apart.

Oh well. It's all temporary, right?

My whole family was here tonight - well, all the Muellers, anyway. It was lovely. I guess they've all been about for the past week or so, but I've been house-sitting every evening, so I haven't really had a chance to enjoy it. We had omelettes and watched "To Kill a Mockingbird", and of course I cried throughout... and it made me think of how much I want to read that book again (I've read it twice - but oh. A third time is definitely in order.), and how much I want to name one of my sons Atticus. Seeing as how that's not the best-sounding name, however, I'll concede to letting it slide to middle-name position. But it's definitely coming into the family somewhere.

I've spent two or three days doing pretty much nothing. Which has been nice, but to be honest, I'm not a very patient lazy person anymore. I forgot how to relax over this semester, and I haven't really been able to get that back. I still have lazy days - but instead of being peaceful about it, I nag myself grudgingly until I can't take it anymore. It's annoying. In any case, that all has to stop soon. This will be a busy busy month. We leave for Prague in just under a month. AGH. I just realized that. We don't even have a full month. Good heavens.

Well. It'll all work out.

[I've also gotten much more.... 'eh' about things. In case you couldn't tell. Which, I suppose, is a good thing, or at least it seems to help me feel at peace with the craziness of things.]

I haven't cut a magazine in a long time. I'm going to go remedy that.