Yesterday, Awaken at 1:16. Awake. Awake. Awake. Finally nod off at around 5:30. Yay! Up again late-ish. Into the holiday breakfast buffet fray. Yeesh. People can be so rude, when it comes to free sausage! But I emerge victorious, with a waffle for DS. Yay! I figured out how to use the hotel's waffle iron! I only had to put the smack-down on two grandmoms to do it. :shock: Just kidding! I have leftover Chinese food from the night before. Who says you have to have breakfast food for breakfast? Lounge. Emerge from room at about 11:30. Apparently, this is just in time to mess up the maid's flow. I hear her exclaim something when she sees me and DS come out of the room. Eh. Whatever. I'm not getting up and out early on a holiday weekend just to fit your schedule. Sorry. Besides. In the five days we've been here, you've managed to weasel out of cleaning twice. I'd understand your dismay if DS and I were pigs, but we're not. I pick up, put out the trash and wipe things down before we leave every day. AND, if I could access linens, I'd probably make the beds too. Extend hotel reservation for another week. Wow. It really adds up. Two weeks in a hotel = One month's rent in new townhouse. But that's okay. It has been worth every penny to not have to worry about anything. Get up. Go out. Come back to freshly made beds, clean bathroom, and vacuumed carpet. Oh yeah. I could get used to this. Besides, I need a break. To new place. Work like a dog. Hmm. This is getting old. Back to home base. Since we're settling in for another week (until we have stuff, utilities and cable at new new place,) I take time and organize the hotel room, so DS and won't spend the next week tripping over each other. Meanwhile, he does his homework. This involves asking me all sorts of stuff about meteorological phenomena. Even if I ever knew the answers to this stuff ( a big if,) I certainly don't know now. After the umpty-jillionth question, I finally tell him, "Look, DS, I love helping you with your homework, and normally I would. But I have worked myself to the point of exhaustion three days in a row and I have to work at my real job tomorrow. So I have to rest, right now. Besides. I am paying for a hotel for a few weeks so that you can have internet access and get your work done without worry, while I get our new place ready. So, this time, son, you're going to have to figure it out yourself. Google." He does google, thank goodness. One more question and I'd have been forced to throttle him. DS tells me about discoveries he's made in one week of high school. For example, the teachers are "cool." They let you take your cell phones and backpacks to class. My immediate reaction? "Are there metal detectors in your school?" No. There aren't, or at least, not that DS knows of. TDNWMH. Neither does the fact that we live in the kind of world where that's a concern. *sigh* To bed. Veg in front of Major Crimes. I love powerful female characters, but I just can't wrap my mind around Brenda Lee Johnson (The Closer) being gone. *sigh* Too wired to sleep ... zzz unexpectedly.