7:30 pm Between the heat and eating too much, fatigue overtook me and I conk out in a restless sleep.

10:00 pm I wake up and the husband conks out. I work on the thesis a while.

12:00 am I go back to bed and the husband gets up.

3:00 am The husband comes to bed and I start talking in my sleep. Here&#039s a rough run-down of what was said:

          Me: &#034I don&#039t think we&#039re ever gonna get our food.&#034

          Ian: &#034What?&#034

          Me: &#034I think we should have gotten another waiter.&#034

          Ian &#034Yeah, probably should have.&#034

          Me: &#034You know what I ordered?&#034

          Ian: &#034No.&#034

          Me: &#034Chitten…Shick…Chitter…Shicken…Chi…Chicken and noodles and green beans and potatoes and milk and corn and tea and ice cream and pickles.&#034

          Ian: &#034That&#039s nice.&#034

          After a long pause, me: &#034What did you order?&#034

          Ian: &#034Uh…I don&#039t remember.&#034

          Me: &#034Okay.&#034

3:03 am I stop talking in my sleep.

5:00 am I wake up because Kitty is meowing. I feel something tapping my head. I tell Kitty to shut up and Ian laughs and tells me that Kitty was smacking me in the back of the head with her paw repeatedly.

6:45 am The alarm goes off and I finally get up to get ready for work.

4:00 pm Back from work, I take another nap while the husband is out watching a movie.

5:45 pm Ian comes home and I wake up. I&#039ll probably go to bed in a few hours. What a harsh life.