Sleep...
Yep, that's something lacking around here. ...at least on my part!
Last night I'd packed it in a little late having had a little problem with a Windows box (yeah, snicker away; I do know better), but I made it to bed and things seemed quiet enough. ...until Shelley sat up in bed and shouted down the hall, "Dan, come to bed; it's one in the morning and I'm cold!" I turned over and said, "Honey, you can go back to sleep; I'm right here." Since she never really was awake, that was easy enough for her. Me, on the other hand...
...and as I'm trying to fall back asleep, one of the boys gets up and heads to the bathroom. Okay, no problem. ...until one of the cats, hearing Shelley apparently awake and one of the kids moving around, decided it was time for breakfast and started yowling about it. ...which woke up the cat who sleeps in the laundry room. ...the one who sleeps there because he makes too much noise otherwise.
Okay, try again. ...as the wind machines kick on in the citrus orchards just north of us. It may be sunny here, but it's been flat cold at night lately; 28F was the morning temperature and the farmers run these enormous propellers to mix warmer air in with their crops to keep the oranges from damage. Well, we'd had Bradley up in the middle of the night already this week when they'd started up; he wasn't familiar with the sound and thought some monster machine was headed our way. So... The question was: just who was it who'd gone to the bathroom? ...and: had they fallen back asleep? Inquiring (and sleepy) minds (at least one) wanted to know...
Apparently, I didn't care enough and fell asleep. ...until the early morning wakeup routine started an hour or two later.
Man, it was a long day at work...
