Or at least I still feel sleep-deprived. Spent a good twelve hours in bed, most of it sleeping. I don't think I woke up more than twice in the middle of it all, but I feel utterly exhausted, sometimes dizzy. I can't really concentrate on anything.
Odessa is in the attic, where she doesn't seem too happy to be, but she doesn't want to go out either. She spent about 24 hours outdoors at the start of our vacation here, but allowed me to find her and take her indoors when she got hungry enough. Sometimes she'll come down from the attic late at night if she wants some affection. She's killed a shrew up there, which surprised me - I didn't think they entered houses.
I've had a lot of fun so far, mostly in the company of Aniki and his girlfriend, but they left this morning, so I'll have a lot more alone time now.
Mom is reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I saw one of our Serica bugs today, but I wasn't wearing my camera at the time, and it flew away.
Depression got a bit worse this morning as I stepped onto a scale for the first time in months. I weigh a freaking 75 kg. Yikes. That might be an all-time high. I don't have any plans of what to do about it other than to mope and maybe do some comfort eating.
I fixed my grandma's doorbell by giving it the battery from my pedometer. Will hopefully get a replacement one before I go up Brosviksåta.
Went for a walk to Brosvikvatnet with my mom, and felt better. Took photos.