I hit the hay last night at 10:30. I think Sandra is still getting over the shock. It’s a rare occasion when I am in bed before she is, but I was totally wiped out. Too many nights of burning the midnight, 1am and 3am oil in a row, I think.
Slept, too–like the proverbial!
I set the alarm for 6:30am and got up then, too. Sandra snuggled deeper into the covers as I padded about the bedroom getting clean socks, and my dressing gown and then crept out to shock the crap out of the cats by feeding them a very early breakfast.
Then, with coffee in hand, I made my way to the computer to find absolutely NO BAD NEWS in my inbox this morning. Sometimes, the universe can be kind. *beams*
It’s a dull, grey, rainy morning, but my mood is a sunshiney day one. This augers well for going grocery shopping.
Oh and I wrote! Not a lot, a 255 words net gain on the current WIP.
Sandra’s cat is curled up on the back of the sofa, mewing in her sleep. The shock of it all has been too much! LOL!