Sleep

Everyone here is tired and ready to call it a day....well, almost everyone.  Not the teenager, of course, who is  not unlike himself as an infant, with his days and nights mixed up.  I was yawning as I walked in the door.  All I could think of was a nap...but I pushed myself to try to get something accomplished.  It hasn't worked.  I have been unsuccessful.  I have spent a lot of time spinning in circles and now I am crying 'uncle' and calling it a day.

The cats are sleeping on the beds of their prospective humans, hoping that this might, somehow, invite their return.  Allie, tired from a day of guarding us from all the evils of the world, is sprawled out in the front hall.  But she is still on alert, because I am not able to move to take her photo without her looking up to make sure I am not in harm's way.

I am annoyed that I was not more productive tonight.  There simply isn't enough of me to accomplish all that needs to be accomplished each day.  But for now....I will put it all aside and rest and hopefully I will wake up tomorrow with an endless supply of energy that will cause people to mistake me for the Energizer bunny....although the likelihood of that is, at best, slim.  Peace out....

"Now, blessings light on him that first invented sleep! It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot. It is the current coin that purchases all the pleasures of the world cheap, and the balance that sets the king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even." 

~Miguel de Cervantes