Sleepless, If I Could Only Weed at Night

My daughter woke me up for a glass of water and now I can't get back to sleep.  It was all about the glass, I didn't have one.  It broke before vacation.  Put it on the list of things to get at the big box store.  Write it on a sticky note.  Oh wait, I needed those too.  And I am nearly out of laundry detergent with all these vacation clothes to wash.  And stop saying "warsh", we are no longer in Zone 6.
Some of my husband's work friends and their families are coming over for dinner Saturday night and I am behind the game plan by two days because of our en route car troubles.  I had plans for churning some ice cream and creating a new baked bean recipe, but that will have to fall by the wayside.  Geez, I'll be lucky if I get the barbeque pork done in time with bottled sauce.  Forget that recipe I saw in the paper a few weeks ago for a sauce from scratch that was supposed to make even chalkboard erasers taste good.  That will have to wait.
It was bliss here for a bit.  I was so happy to be home, even if it was weedy.
The kitchen is a mess because I had to hunt for "that smell", the one my boys remarked upon in their two days home alone, but never really investigated.  The dead mouse scent had permeated all the drawers in the cabinet where I found it, so everything came out and went into the warshing machine or the dishwarsher.  The drawers were bleached and bleached again and I swear that I can STILL smell it even though my sinuses are still reeling from whatever was blooming down in Zone 6.
Then there is all the post wrestling camp laundry, on top of the vacation laundry, in addition to the dead mouse laundry.  My alarm is going off in two and a half hours.  Why bother going back to sleep?
I could go to the grocery store and start on Saturday's meal.  That would help.  Too bad the big box store is closed.  I could avoid taking the five year old.  Maybe I'll just start another load of laundry and get some bread going for breakfast.
The upside of all these chores keeping me awake tonight is that I'll be so exhausted by them all tomorrow night that I'll truly get a good night's sleep.  Until then, I am making lists of all the things that will have to wait for daybreak.  I'm sleepless, once again.