Got my Nerds on Parade Artist Edition the other day, and decided I would save it for a calm moment after all this holiday craziness.
Well, last night I couldn't sleep for freaking out about unemployment (10 months and counting ... woo? hoo?) and would I ever get a job again and what the HECK should I do with life ... so finally at 3am I told myself to go get a book to read. Ah ha! The new book!
I settled in under the blankets and began reading, and the cat settled in on top of me (do pugs know exactly where to stand on you for maximum effect, like cats do? I swear, this one has kidney-seeking radar in her paws...). And soon I was laughing, smiling, happy, and not freaking out about money any longer that night. I was able to finish the book, turn off the light, and (gently, so as not to trigger the engagement of the Claws Of Death that the cat deploys upon any hint of "getting out of bed") rolled over and went to sleep right away.
Thanks for a lovely evening with the boys, Dave. I'm going to get my stack of other Sheldon books and leave them on the bedside table for future such freakouts!