Sleepy Tired

The holiday was laid back, the day was hot and not much happening at home. Dianne went with the kids to Evanston for fireworks but I stayed home and watched some of the local fireworks then went to bed. Holidays which fall in the middle of the week should be illegal—even though I was home I really I no get much sleep because the explosions from the fireworks were so intense—more then usual. Then ofcourse when Dianne got home I woke then as usual so I really did not get any rest to speak of. I have been forcing my self awake all day long—I am so glad tomorrow is Friday.