aeleven

Today started unsuccessfully as my lamb of a girl put it to me in a bedside note.

I got to bed restless, and then couldn't get back to sleep after the damned dog just had to go out for a crap at five-a-freezing a.m. I tossed and turned, stewing in my self-doubt, anger, frustration, and pity until the sun was coming up, and then, as I'm falling away, her double dose of a.m. alarm. It can be really unsettling half-listening to NPR while you try to hold sleep. I think scientists should study people sleeping while listening to NPR...

To be con't... Interrupted again.