Reset Forty-Nine, Day Eighty

While I don't remember getting hit by a bus in my sleep Friday morning, I certainly felt like I had been when I got up. It could be that I was overtired and thus stressed when I went to bed, or perhaps my mattress is too hard, or maybe it's the draft from the air conditioner making me ache, but whatever it is it was especially intense that day. I can't remember if I had a nap later Friday evening, but I think I might have gotten bed shy. I'm tired but keep looking for excuses not to sleep, just in case that bus driver is still lurking in my unconscious.

I skipped the Big Meal Friday, and just had a sandwich and some chips. But beer, of course. There s always beer, unless there is soup. A little while ago I had some popcorn, which I hope won't be stuck in my teeth making them hurt. I really do need to sleep. I think there is stuff to do today, though at the moment I can't remember what it is, but whatever it is I'm sure it will require being rested. Bus or no bus, I think it's bedtime.