Reset Forty-Nine, Day Eighty-One

No busses ran over me in my sleep Saturday, neither in the morning, when I didn't sleep very well, or in the evening, when I slept better and longer. In between the sleeps I was scatterbrained and totally incompetent, not accomplishing any of the things I set out to do. That my be why dinner had to wait until after my second sleep, when I was finally able to get sufficiently organized to cook it. Thus I had my Big Meal at three o'clock this morning, and am only now having a bowl of ice cream as both dessert and bedtime snack. Yes, I intend to head back to bed and hopefully sleep some more.

We're into another triple-digit heat wave now, peaking Tuesday and Wednesday with highs of 105, and the night between dropping only to a sultry 77. It's been a pretty awful summer, but could have been worse I suppose, and it's almost half over, for which I'm quite grateful. But, damn, this week is going to be hellish I fear. But if I survive it I get rewarded a week from today with a Sunday high of only 89. Hooray? I guess.


( Sunday Verse )