Refreshed (?)

I was worried when I went finally got close to sleep tonight that I’d be absolutely dead when I got up. I made so many goofy mistakes yesterday that I tried to zonk out at around 9:15 after irritating the snot out of Amy. [I think she was about ready to drive over here, hit me on the head with a rubber mallet, and let me sleep on the floor.] Didn’t work; laid there for a couple hours until I went out to the kitchen to wash a few dishes. Fixed a late-night snack; not even a fully tummy would get me to sleep. I went to bed around 1:30…

…and got up this morning at 5:30 as if I’d slept eight hours and never woke up in the middle of the night. Yes, I’m yawning every few minutes or so, but that’s okay.

The voice in the back of my head says, “See you after lunch, pal.” It’s probably right…