What­ev­er it is, it sucks. No mat­ter how long Katie and I sleep, we stay exhaust­ed.

We did watch more Dex­ter while we were awake. And I stud­ied for my Project Man­age­ment final. I’m actu­al­ly using the study guide, like a good girl! Hey, my brain is so stu­pid right now that I need all the help I can get. Maybe I should have read some of the text, huh?

Oh! I fin­ished Shirley Dams­gaard’s Ophe­lia & Abby series. Very good stuff! They’re cozy mys­ter­ies, but there’s also an inter­est­ing por­tray­al of peo­ple fol­low­ing a “fam­i­ly tra­di­tion” of folk mag­ic.¹

On to Stranger in Death!

I’ve been doing so much read­ing because I’ve been sick and unable to do much else. We did get the girl to her doc­tor, so we know there’s no strep around here. The doc­tor would­n’t rule out mono, but would­n’t test for it either. (I don’t real­ly like this woman, and we usu­al­ly try to go when the nicer physi­cian is there.) She said that since they don’t do any­thing but treat the symp­toms if it is mono, and the con­ta­gion peri­od would have been 60–90 days ago, she does­n’t see any rea­son to run a test.