“The old lady” can’t remember the next-to-last-time she enjoyed a good night’s sleep. Last night, all night, she slept without interruption. It’s nine o’clock and my body doesn’t want to move. Finally (with reluctance) coffee was prepared and first sip enjoyed at 8:56.
The calendar indicates “Fall” has arrived but our weather still screams “summer.”
“Sleep” really does make a difference in my life. I’m surprised by the number of tasks I’ve accomplished thus far today. For one thing: Laundry.