Crickets

There is a cricket parked on my windowsill and it is completely deafening. I am an odd mix of comforted by the sound and annoyed by it. My son isn't sleeping well this evening and between the cricket and the clacking of laptop keys I feel like I am diffusing a bomb trying to type quietly. Also my computer has just informed me it is going to restart for updates. ... wait. Didn't it just do this the other night? How often does this stupid thing need updates? I hate technology. I have so much homework to do. Tonight got thrown off course because I stupidly let my son run around diaperless after his bath and he pooped on my bed. Had to do some unplanned laundry, and with a king size bed and giant blankets its a bit of a process. How is it 11 pm already? This time 3 weeks ago I would have been in bed by now. Somewhere along the line my sleep schedule got all bungled up again. I still need to write an essay on what I believe in. I believe the time spent writing out your personal belief systems is better used eating a sandwich or going for a walk. Didn't I make a blog post about this? I don't even remember what I wrote. Probably a bunch of garbage. I guess I had better get cracking on that. I am so off this week. I am running behind on everything.