I fell asleep on the sofa at 7:45 p.m., and now I am writing this really boring post at 8:20 a.m., five minutes after I have woken up. I’ll be publishing it now, but adding some more as I become more awake. Stay tuned.
8:25 – ok, coffee is perking. Yes, people – 12+ hours of sleep!! I feel like I just slept a marathon! It was pretty funny waking up at 3 and thinking, “I could get up now. This is more sleep than I usually get.” Now I need to put a picture on this thing.
There. Now there’s a photo. I’m not done yet, though.
8:31: I was really tired yesterday, so I asked Lloyd if we could get Chinese food for dinner, and I promptly put on my pajamas. After eating, I could barely keep my eyes open, so I propped up with pillows and zonked out. At some point I went up to bed.
My dreams were crazy, with action-movie-type surroundings, but I was always either asleep or lying down in the dream. I think I was pretty tired. It’s tough to run away from the military helicopter when you’re lying under a kitchen bench. They are going to find you.
Coffee’s done – I need to get a cup.
8:44: Ok, we’re back. Lloyd got up at 7, and I would have, too, except now I know a secret. A couple of weeks ago he got up early, so I got up early. Much, much later in the day I asked why he got ready so early and he answered, “I was going to get you donuts, but you woke up.” I berated him and told him in no uncertain terms that he should never, never, never resist the urge to buy donuts.
So, when I heard him get up, I buried myself under my pillow for the next hour or so. In that dream I was a little kid and our dad (Lloyd) had just bought us a soda gun and I was sitting on the kitchen floor with my dumb little sisters trying to convince them to drink some Pepsi so we could wake up.
8:47: Now there’s a photo of donuts. I’d like to show you all the donut holes, but they appear to be gone. Our local bakery started doing a genius thing – they bag up donut holes by the dozen, so you just order them by the bag! They used to be out on a tray and they’d count them out by each order, but now it’s easy-peasy to get them. Of course, it does make it more difficult to just order 7.
Did I ever tell you I worked in a donut shop? With Brad? That’s another post for another day.
I think I’m done now. Enjoy your Saturday. What are you going to do, and when did you wake up?