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I read something last night when I was struggling to fall asleep that said you’re more likely to have nightmares when you’re sleeping in cooler temperatures. It was Twitter, of course, so there was no support for this statement – probably just someone trying to mess with our heads because the weather is getting cooler. But it stuck with me because that’s the kind of thing my mind does when it’s fighting sleep. Because shutting up for 7-9 hours is too much to ask.

This is what my brain has to say about this:

It’s also why I ended up reading all of The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer in one sitting – one laying, if you’d like total honesty because I was reclined the entire time but no one ever says things like that. I can pretty much sum up that entire book with three words: What the fuck? Which is also how I felt about the ending of Pandemonium, which I’d finished just before that. But Mara Dyer was the kind of book that makes your skin crawl and I made the mistake of starting it at bedtime and then there was no getting out of it. If you’ve been curious about that book it’s on par with Twilight in terms of writing (I actually Googled to see if it was originally a Twilight fanfiction because it’s that similar) but the premise is interesting and creepy so borrow it, don’t buy it.

And that is how someone ends up staying up later on a Sunday night than they did the entire rest of the weekend. Dumb.

I usually rate my weekends in terms of how productive I was but this weekend all I did was relax and when I stop to think about it I feel like that should be the point of a weekend, right? Only I feel more exhausted than I did when I started so my method was definitely flawed. I napped and watched Almost Famous and read three books (the third being an old favorite, The Perks of Being a Wallflower). On Sunday I got a little wild and drove to the next county to buy gas because it used to be significantly cheaper but isn’t anymore but I did get myself a big old slushie while I was there – this one was Pepsi and blue raspberry which, I discovered, tastes like drinking cotton candy. So that’s on my no-fly list from now on when drinking slushies. Which is not as often as I’d like it to be but more often than it should be.

Have I mentioned yet that I’ll be turning 88 in November instead of 28? Seems like a good time to bring that up.

You know what else I should bring up? That my birthday is on Election Day this year. It happened the year I was born too. How’s that for some random Kate trivia?

Other random Kate trivia – every fall/winter I have trouble sleeping (see above). Every year I forget this and act like it’s a huge surprise and problem. Let’s hope this year is different, okay?

How was your weekend? Are you a productive weekend person or a relaxing weekend person?