Last night was hysterical!

... but not in the "wow, that was the funniest thing I have seen in ages" way, more like the "one flew over the cookoos nest" kind of way.

I have been sleeping really poorly lately, and it caught up to me last night. Tim had to work late so I was on my own for dinner. When I got home, faced with some dishes to do and few leftovers, I just opted for a dinner that consisted of wheat thins, better cheddar crackers, and cheese. I was about to dig into my "dessert", a dry bowl of coco-krispies, when Tim called me on his way home from the office. Over the course of the phone call, I admitted to my nutritionally lacking meal and he tried to coach me to eat better.

When he got home at 8, I did change from dry sugar cereal and had 2 clementines. I thought the conversation was over.

After he got off some more work related phone calls with the far east (near west for us?), he decided to make himself dinner and push some more food on me with a higher nutritional value. I pushed, and I pushed, and I pushed back -- freakishly hysterically laughing the whole time. He asked me why I was laughing, and the truth is, who knows? The only explanation I could come up with is that it was either laugh or cry.

I ultimately backed down and had some re-heated pork that probably helped me get through the night without waking up starving (yes, Tim was right). But I still didn't have the most restful night of sleep ever. Monday performed the first act of Swan Lake starting at about 6:30 this morning - which I challenge anyone to try to sleep through. Today, I am feeling just as on-edge as my fit last night. I am cranky and tired. It actually bothers me that I am feeling this way, which doesn't really help the whole thing either.

That said, the only thing I am taking solace in right now is that work will be over soon, and Tim doesn't have to work too late tonight. I am truly looking forward to some time on the couch with just the three of us hanging out. Maybe we'll rent a movie or watch some Deadwood reruns. Doesn't that just sound like heaven? (or is that just cranky-Lina's daydream....)