This Mudcat morning began far too early, as did yesterday's... I never did get back to bed yesterday, nor do I expect to, today. Short sleep is not helpful to strokebrain, and today includes a long drive (I normally let Hardi do half) on my own.

Yet somehow I know that I will reach my destination safely, have the presence of mind to handle all the many unknowns arrival will hold, and connect the fragments of yesterday's prep and packing up to the events I planned. [shrug] The Grace of God will just have to cover it. "Grace! Hey Gracie, can ya cover me up, I'm cold!" Old Gracie lumbers over to pull the covers higher, dear friend that she is. I wish Faulkner could come with me! Ah well, there are cats planned for Friday night.

I may get back online before I take off, or I might not and leave earlier than planned while the Force (clearest brain of the day) is with me.

In any case, Catters, do post a brief snapshot of your morning-- your MudMorning-- i.e., whatcha doin' while Mudcatting. Particularly, what are your 5+ senses experiencing?

~Susan