For some reason Tuesday’s just slip into the cracks of my consciousness. Nothing really seems to matter. Worked at my father-in-law’s desk since we were still at his house. Had some hamburgers for dinner. They taste great, but an hour or so after I eat them my body is just not happy with me. Got home and got Amelia to sleep. She threw an enormous tantrum. Not cool vibes. Watched a movie with Marie to calm down our parental nerves but we both ended up falling asleep 15 minutes before it ended. Awoke on the couch to my love telling me we needed to go back to bed.