Lay your weary head to rest...

In Virginia Beach. Staying for Thanksgiving with my mother. Very tired. Will probably collapse soon.

I am really bad at driving. Especially in cities. I've been doing it anyway but GAH IT IS TERRIFYING. My back and shoulders and hands are all stiff from being tense the whole time.

Hit my head on the corner of the back door of the car earlier today, wrestling with the dog and her leash. Must have hit a nerve, because it hurt like hell. There were tears. Now there's just a bump that hurts when I poke it (so obviously I shouldn't do that), and I don't appear to have a concussion, so that's good.

And I may or may not have started the story that I know is going to kick off a stupidly epic DW-verse that's been lurking in my head for ages now. *Grumbles* I'm not going searching for PBs now. I have to sleep now. ...but tomorrow, I think I might.

Thanks to my mom, we have this room for tonight (alright, it's 5 AM now - shh) and tomorrow night, so hopefully that will mean when we start driving again, we won't be exhausted. Yaaay.

...I'm gonna go do a few tags now and then make puppy eyes at Evie so we can sleep.