Insomnia til 3 AM. Awake at 6. Wow! I got three straight hours. Kitty brings his mousie. I throw. He chases and returns with his prize, over and over again. He tires before I do, panting on the bed, mousie between his paws. I envy his droopy eyes. Too awake, I fix tea and toast, turn on the computer, check email. A good friend is diagnosed. Not the way to begin a day. I cry.
Phone rings, I miss the call, the important call I was waiting for. I can't call them back. Drats! I trip over kitty while getting the snail mail, there's the utility bill! Need I say more?
I crawl back into bed, a book in my hand. I awaken confused, a half hour before my appointment. Throw on yesterday's clothes, still wearing slippers, I run out of the house, my snarls wearing the hair brush.
Since I arrived late, I have to wait for the other patients to be seen first. On the way home, I stop at the fruit stand to enjoy a brief respite, drooling over strawberries, melon, banana, and fresh baked raisin bread. My rewards for a rough day.
Lugging my treasures through the parking lot, I realize my car has the keys locked inside, and trudge back into the store. I need to use their phone as my cell is with the keys! I call a taxi to take me home and wait while I break into my house to find spare keys and return me. I have to pay for the wait time as well as mileage. Forty seven bucks for strawberries, melon, banana, and raisin bread!
Finally, at home I can relax, take this morning's pills, settle down with a cup of tea, talk on the cell. While I grab the channel selector to watch the news, my cell falls into the tea!
Time to go to bed and hope for sleep.
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Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
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Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
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Saturday
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It sounds like you had a rough day. I hope sleep comes and you have a better day today!
ReplyDeleteHow can I sleep? I have strawberries!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Elizabeth! What a day!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the strawberries and sleep when you feel ready (I never think forcing sleep works).
Love J xx
I do understand the love of strawberries, but please try to get some sleep! You really need it.
ReplyDeleteMaybe if you chase mousies you will sleep like a cat!
ReplyDeleteSorry you had a bad day! Those strawberries look so yummy, enjoy them! Hope you get some sleep.
ReplyDeleteYou had worse than a bad hair day! And knowing me you, you are still trudging forward. Life has lost some kernels in its corncob but what is left is delicious, Abbie
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, Abbie, I shall have to go buy some corn on the cob next time. Yummy!
ReplyDeletePumpkin, All the strawberries are gone now, and I have had blissful sleep to make up for the insomnia. It all looks like such a funny day to me now!