It’s time for me to try and make the best of a cold place, but y’know? I’m dreading this time of day, now. I have no clue why. Maybe it’s because I don’t want to wake up after 90 - 120 minutes and not be able to go back to sleep for two or three hours.
I gathered up the stuff (storage tub and box) the Nativities were in and brought them out of the closet into here, and realized if I don’t work on putting the stuff away tomorrow, I’ll have a mess in here until Monday. Or Tuesday.
But even that little bit of effort wore me out and got me breathing hard. This is not good. Once again, I’m stuck indoors and can’t even walk around Walmart. That’s OK. I’ll be back in Utah in no time and life will get back to normal! Whatever that is.
Imagine you’re taking a nap for a couple of hours, and then you’ll listen to a talk or read for a bit, and then go back to sleep.
I finished Diagon Alley this afternoon. I’ll take pictures tomorrow when it’s light and send them to you.