I am awake. Begrudgingly.

... for whatever reason, Gill getting a job has made me feel like utter trash, and fucked up my sleep schedule.

Like... I can't sleep very well anymore, because I'm anxious about keeping her up. God I'm an idiot.

you're not an idiot, man that's a valid worry (even if that isn't actually the case)

And our only other sleeping space is currently, well, it did have bugs, and while we're pretty sure it no longer does, it still gives me anxiety.

I'm probably going to end up waking up and sleeping on the floor at some point.