I am always happy after I sleep through the night. It rarely happens. I usually wake up parched and have to drink a gallon of water. Then I wake up again to empty it. Sometimes I wake up with a need to check my email. I don’t know why since I rarely get anything that is worth reading at 3am. Oddly, when I sleep through the night, I seem less refreshed than if I crept around the house for a half hour.

Lisa’s making coffee this morning which is very unusal. I also hear her unloading the dishwasher which is also rather unusal of late. I think today is going to be one heck of a fantabulous day. That would be so very nice.