I should have known there was some reason Lin got home from Houston so early today. He has to be awake again at 3 am. I guess I should say “we” have to be awake at 3 am, because he’ll need coffee and help getting out the door on time. 3 am isn’t even morning. That’s flat out the middle of the night. Ugh.

Before I knew what hour he was leaving at, I had considered going to Houston with him. I haven’t gone to work with him in a long time, and it would have given me an excuse to wear my pink hardhat … and stand around on a hospital rooftop taking photos of the scenery and construction action. They’re bringing in a crane tomorrow to lift stuff up to the roof, so it might be pretty interesting.

I don’t think it will be interesting enough to convince me to be dressed and in the truck by 4 am. I mean, I would LOVE to go, but really, that’s pretty damn early, especially when there’s no guarantee about what time we might be coming home. “If all goes according to plan, it’ll only take a couple of hours,” he says. Nothing ever goes according to plan. I could very well find myself stuck there until who knows what hour tomorrow night. Considering I am in the throws of an outrageous allergy attack and am not all that well-rested anyway, being stuck there forever would be like going straight to jail without passing go or collecting $200.

I’m still going to consider going with him, but seeing as I would have to be asleep right this minute in order to get the barest minimum of sleep I require for existence –and me being not at all sleepy at the moment– chances are good, I will be staying home and puttering in the garden. I need to putter in the garden. I bought some squash seeds that need planting, and as always, there are weeds to be pulled too. I might even get brave and get out the tiller and try to get the corn and okra section done. Not saying I will for sure do that, but maybe. Depends on how I feel about potentially killing myself with a very powerful power tool.

Let’s just say that I’d really like to go to Houston with Lin, because it probably would be a lot of fun, but … maybe some other time? Unless I miraculously get sleepy sometime in the next 30 minutes. Yeah, I would bet on that. I’m actually feeling like doing some more work on the underpinnings of my web site, a job I started a couple weeks ago and have yet to get back to working on. Hate leaving things partially done. Anyway, I’m pretty sure I won’t be in any shape to go anywhere at some ungodly hour of the night.

Though it is a hospital and maybe there’s free wifi somewhere, and I could sit around with the netbook and do all the things I usually do at home, except in an environment full of sick people. Decisions, decisions!