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After working 12-hour shifts on Sat. and Sun., one would think that I'd sleep solid on Sunday night. No. I woke up at 4am and after staring at the ceiling for half an hour, got up and started some laundry. Then I cleaned the kitchen. Then I sorted socks. Then I got the boys up early and made them clean, too.

Now I'm off to pick Kyle up for his Doc appointment, and I've my ancient China exam from 2p-4p. After dinner, we'll get our tree. Then I'll probably collapse.