Code for Dramamine

I was really struggling last week. Completely exhausted all the time, even though I am logging more sleep than ever (am actually logging... if I average 8hrs/night for 1 month, I get something from Will... that something tbd). I could've been so productive last week, but I found myself just hanging around, usually napping. I was confused about what it could be: Am I just burnt out? Depressed? Is Kristy rubbing off on me?

Then, on Saturday, a discovery. The medicine I had been prescribed to take 3 times a day for 2 weeks has a label on the back of the bottle (where one looks for instructions, naturally) that says "may cause marked drowsiness, do not operate heavy machinery." Today, when I was looking up what is in it to see whether I was eligible to donate blood and it's just generic dramamine.

Yep... I'm taking dramamine... all day long. Well, at least it's not something more serious.

This weekend was pretty fun... until Monday. Dinner, Friends watching, Jaime's graduation party, babysitting, Mansion party, Swim club movie thing. Then Will woke up sick Monday morning and shortly after Hurricane Bill (aka the roomie who flooded the apartment) struck and the rest of the day was spent cleaning up. I myself played the part of FEMA this time, except I was actually useful (retrieved my Dad's carpet machine from Dunwoody) and by the early evening we weren't splashing about anymore.

The Mansion party was pretty fun. Two guys on my fixed wing design team went along, which was surprising. I thought both the band and dj weren't very good, but the company was good and it was nice to see people I hadn't seen in a while. And, extremely amusing to watch all the "shenanigans" that took place. And they're on video.

And now it's the soggy start of another week and it looks like I'll be pretty busy, so I should probably get going on something... like taking a nap, cause I just took my medicine.