Up. And I slept most of the night. That felt good. Almost 11 hours...I needed it.
I need some coffee. And maybe something to eat, but not too big a something. And not too heavy. I’m not going to push it.
A bit of leftover potato? Some oatmeal?
I’ve just made chili. After church, I’ll take part of it to an elderly parishioner, and the rest will get eaten around here, eventually.