Tried to nap this morning, but that didn't work. Did finish a mystery I started yesterday. And now I'll take "Huckleberry Finn", my purse book upstairs and finish the last twenty pages.

That and a couple necessary things around the house, took Tom's boot off and massaged vitamin E oil into his leg and ankle, made some popcorn and watched Walt Disney's "Peter Pan" (trying to recapture my youth, am I?).

Had a bit of a fit earlier when I was asked to do One. More. Thing. (and it involved putting my contacts in and driving to the store). We found a workaround. (I'm so tired I would be unsafe behind the wheel. And absolutely no patience to deal with too many people in the store and the waiting involved.) As I explained to a friend last night, I'm keeping my brain in my sock drawer where it will be safe, but my patience has just disappeared. I haven't a clue where it's gone. And I have NONE left.

I apologized and so did he. I'm not easy to live with when I'm way too tired. I get testy. Especially when I'm way too tired because Tom scared the crap out of me last night and then HE got right back to sleep, but I lay awake.

Better now. All I have to do is heat up supper. Then bed. Probably early. I'll be okay tomorrow.

I hope Tom will be okay when I'm at work. (I think he's getting the boot figured out.)

Linn