Good morning, Saturday party people. It’s a cold, dark day out there. Wicked cold. We’ll need to let the truck warm up a little extra this morning.
In an attempt to help me sleep through the night, we adjusted the fan so it was blowing over the bed. Shawshank needs a fan for white noise, and under normal circumstances, it blows into the space beside his side of the bed. I can’t handle the feeling of the airflow blowing over my skin, but I’m willing to trade suffering through the breeze if I can sleep through the night.
Spoiler alert: I didn’t sleep through the night.
Nope. I was awake earlier than normal. However, I wasn’t boiling, I felt only slightly clammy. I was just awake. So I laid there and listened to some Ramin Djawadi for a while before I looked at my phone – 4:35am.
I loaded up a guided meditation video and hoped for the best. Regardless of whether or how I slept, I was still in the bed when Shawshank‘s alarm went off. I played a game with Pippin under the blanket, then crawled out of bed.
We went out for dinner last night. I was almost positive one of the old biddies at another table – our usual table – was asking her dinner partner if she knew who I was. Later, after they left, the cook told us she’s had several people ask her about me. Once, someone actually called the restaurant to ask who I was after they came in and picked up a to-go order.
Shawshank has work this morning. I’m going to spend the morning getting dressed and getting ready to go out later. When he comes home, we’ll head out to Slightly BiggerTown for some groceries and a vape cart for me. I have pics from yesterday to finish editing, and I’d like to schedule some OF posts for the next week. We’re going to have a yummy dinner tonight, and then chill out for the rest of the weekend.
