Be very careful! Maybe you could take a broom and sweep off the sidewalk?
I slept okay. Bizarre dreams.
I have to do something. That little broken shell is such a painful reminder of my inattention. And I have no clue why it bothers me so much!
I went to check the feeds on Facebook (the son is making progress on the restoration and posts at least once a day) and two total strangers decided I was their worst enemy. The disgust is real.
I slept, about eight hours, but the Fitbit says I only slept two. Stupid thing. I’m sure I dreamed a little, but my REM stages are almost non-existent with CFIDS. Ditto deep sleep.