Curses, Foiled Again!

The migraine eye wigglies started while I was giving the kid his bath...now that he's in bed, I feel like I'm staring at this screen through a narrow shimmery tube, clear in the middle but flashing around the edges.

I guess my eeeeeevil evening plans for world domination through laundry and toenail polish application are foiled. I could have done it too, if it weren't for those meddling kids.

Sigh. I do know that the message my body is trying to send me is "lay down somewhere quiet and stop using your eyes", but I protest. This is *my* precious personal time, dammit. I want to choose what to do.

Can barely see the screen. Signing off now.

Grumble.