Early to bed

Or at least, I'm thinking about it. Goodness knows I've got the 'early to rise' part down pat. Woke up this morning with a killer headache. Still, I got ready, got Dean to the train station, and still had time to come home and snarf a bowl of cereal and get some ibuprofen into me. Once I got to work, I took a couple sudafed as well, and felt far better. I worked on a phone list of emergency numbers most of the day, which was excessively tedious, and brought the headache -right- back, and by 2pm, my head was whanging. I took more ibuprofen. Nothing. More sudafed. Nothing. At this point my wrists had decided if my head was going to get this much attention for hurting, they wanted in on the action too! Okay, so now a Celebrex. So I go into our 3pm meeting at work drugged to the hilt pretty much, thankfully on nothing that makes me sleepy. Still, the headache only got worse, and trying to focus on lists of kindergarten readiness skills was slow going at best. Finally got off work at 5pm, and fled for home. Managed to go inert for a half hour, then had to go get Dean again. Major points to him. As I missed lunch, he took pity and dragged me off to Outback, and even futzed around the antique shop next door to Outback while we waited. The food helped, certainly...but I still have this stupid headache! Gaaaah! So now I'm pondering giving in to the inevitable and actually crashing out before 11pm for once. Call Ripley's. ;) I meant to hit Borders tonight, but forgot. I forgot the bookstore. Yeah, it's bedtime. Goodnight, Gracie!