I really did try to get a good night's sleep last night. Got to sleep before midnight (an effort), but someone honked their horn just a tiny beep at about 5am, and it woke me up. Closed my eyes again, but they did it a second time. That's all it took. Then Daisy the Pug woke up at 6am, and here I am. Trying to get my surfing in before anyone wakes up---oldest daughter gets up at about 7, then husband at 8, then the boys begin their dog/house-sitting chores for a neighbor around the block. Blah, blah, blah. There's a constant stream of activity here, and sometimes it's enough to drive me to distraction.
Tired of being a half-person during the day. Sleep eludes me even at naptime, it seems. The bane of mid-life----sleep deprivation.
I do amaze myself, though, at what I'm able to accomplish with feeling like a zombie. God is gracious even to that tendency.
Here we go.............
Tired of being a half-person during the day. Sleep eludes me even at naptime, it seems. The bane of mid-life----sleep deprivation.
I do amaze myself, though, at what I'm able to accomplish with feeling like a zombie. God is gracious even to that tendency.
Here we go.............
