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I wasn’t tired at all. I finished baking and cleaning up all the stuff from baking and packaged up the cookies. I was keeping 2 dozen for myself and probably Katie, and maybe Tyler, and taking the other 2 dozen to work with me tomorrow. What better way to get your new command to like you, than to bake them goodies. I snagged one of the cookies that was left over, not part of the 4 dozen, I made, and already packaged up and ate it, while sitting down on the couch to watch “Chopped.”

I looked at my phone to see what time it was, and it was only 10:30. I should probably try to sleep. I wasn’t tired. At all. Like, if I was to lay down, I would just be laying there, staring at the ceiling, or the tv in my room. So, I stayed in the living room. I turned off the lights, and curled up under the fuzzy throw blanket, I had on the back of my couch. I didn’t feel like getting back up to grab my phone charger from my room, but I knew if I didn’t plug it