I'm just now starting to feel my day beginning, and here it is, 2:00. Sheesh. I haven't been sleeping lately. Well, I've been sleeping, but in fits and starts, and I can't get down into that good old REM stage. This morning, a little after 9:00, I crawled back into bed and didn't wake up until nearly 1:00 while Nettl was home during her lunch hour. I don't know how you would feel, but I feel like the world's biggest lazy ass if I'm still in bed when she comes home. I go back into that mode my mother put on me about sleeping too much. Because she didn't need very much sleep, she assumed the rest of us didn't, either. And by much sleep, I mean anything over five hours. Of course, she was bi-polar, but she never took that into account.So here I am just beginning my day. I'm waiting for a client to connect with me; every time we get each other on our cell phones, the call ends abruptly. Perhaps those solar flares know that I really don't want to talk with him today.
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I wish you could get over that. It doesn't bother me if you're in bed when I come home for lunch. I know that you stay up late and sometimes you don't get to bed until 4:00 or 5:00 in the morning. >:^< So don't WORRY about it.
Not gonna happen. It's too ingrained in my noodle.
Oh I want to be at your house for dinner.
Come over. There's plenty!
And bring that daughter-o-mine who I haven't seen in a month-o-Sundays. What's her name, again? Oh right! Heather!
I don't think there's enough for everybody 8^(
I forgot that Heather can't eat bean soup. :( Makes her ill.
Heather is going to the movies with Bryan anyway. Besides, I was only kidding.
Oh, and we don't see her much either since Bryan came into her life. But that's ok. I miss her, but she is happy.
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