The Long Naptime is a dream. Rocky has been very noisy of late, in her own nocturnal habits, and twice during this night, she has dropped something in the bathroom or slammed something in the bedroom and it has awakened me. This last time, I’ve had just enough sleep to where my mind went to work.
So here I am. I’ll be sorting my pills soon, but for now, I’m going to turn the space heater on because its quite chilly in here.
The wind knocked out the TV yesterday, so its a good thing that I watch DVDs. It has died down now, but I dread it at Walmart, where it’s always terrible. And cold. The TV is back up, but it’s mostly white noise for me — just something to keep the place from echoing.
Some of my family members are slammers, too.
Good morning.