Reset Forty-Six, Day Ten

[rejectomorph]

Thursday brought morning disruption in the form of a big pumper truck sucking up the contents of the septic tank, which is immediately outside my front door. No sleeping through that, and not much breathing either. Afternoon was pretty much wasted after that, but I did get to hear the mockingbird sing for a while once the ruckus had ended. Naturally I got tired early, and went back to sleep about seven o'clock in the evening, then got up about one in the morning, though I'd only slept or semi-slept for about four of those hours. I ended up having a sandwich for dinner about five o'clock this morning, which might have settled enough by now that I'll be able to get back to sleep again. I am expecting a telephone call from the Social Security office, but don't know what time of day, though I'll bet it interrupts my sleep again. What is that about there being no rest for the wicked? I must be utterly evil.