Thursday, Friday, Saturday, I went to bed around 3 or 4 AM; and each day I couldn't fall asleep before the sun had started to come up.
It doesn't seem to be anything as idiotic as being afraid of the dark; at least, I'm not conscious of any particular silliness in that vein. So WTF?
Anyway, after getting to sleep around 7 AM I was up at noon to feed the animals and attend to the minor morning chores; I thought about staying up and doing some stuff, but decided I would rather save my energy and willpower for tomorrow, when I really need it, since I have got to get started on the estate business.
I've decided just to dump my chunk of the estate (or most of it, anyway) into a 9-month CD at my bank, for the time being. My sister thinks the best way to proceed on preparing the house for sale is for all of us to dump a certain amount of money into a general fund to be used for maintaining the house and fixing its remaining deficits; she estimates about a year before the house can even go on the market. This way, the house can be improved to make it more desirable, and we all should realize a profit from the endeavor. (Whenever we finally manage to sell it, that is. The housing market sucks.) Anyway, I can keep a reserve in a savings account and put it wherever it needs to go once the particulars have decided. I'm not going to dump it all into my checking account! Fuck no!
Tomorrow makes four weeks since Mom died. It seems like a few months have passed already. *sigh*
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Anyway, I got up and made spaghetti sauce, using my variant of Mom's recipe (which really just involves browning meat and opening a couple of cans) that--I think--tastes a bit better.
Mom would brown the meat, then add mushrooms, green pepper, onion, and a can of pasta sauce. I cook the green peppers and onions a bit first, before browning the meat, and then add about a cup of wine and let it cook down a bit before adding the pasta sauce. My way, it comes out with a milder, less sharp flavor, and you can actually taste the tomato and green pepper. It still uses a large can of Hunt's meat (flavored) spaghetti sauce, but my way you can actually taste more than OREGANO! in the sauce.
It turns out that if you fill a liquid measuring cup to the 1 cup line with mostaccioli, you have enough for a single serving; and I'm going to be freezing most of the spaghetti sauce to eat another time. This way I don't have to eat the same damn thing for the next week.
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Last night I did another disk of Hayate no Gotoku, and it was the first of three four-ep disks. 41-44 hit DVD last night; and soon the first series will be in the can, and I can move onto the second one.
HnG is the only anime I've watched since the 28th of December. Well, it's entertaining, and it makes me laugh, so having the regular playlist on hiatus doesn't indicate that I'm super-depressed or anything, because I am watching anime.
And I'm playing WoW. Vicki hit 61st level, but I spent most of my time last night farming skills rather than grinding XP, so I'm nowhere near hitting 62 yet.
I want to get her cooking bumped, but I cannot find any level 230 recipes. All the cooking trainers go from 225 right to freakin' 320! The on-line leveling guides have all been munged by Cataclysm, so there's no help there. Argh etc.
But I finally figured out how archaeology worked, and got Vicki's score to 54. I've even managed to assemble a few artifacts.
I think I'll feed the cats and then play some more, maybe try to get 62nd level tonight.