So, I was WIDE awake last night from approximately midnight until 3 a.m.
I don’t know why.
It could have been Hubby’s snoring or the fact that the dog was being generous and giving me 5-inches of the bed. Every time I moved the dog would grumble.
I mean, really?
I decided to get up and fold laundry, go outside to push up feed and check on the cows.
It was all rather boring. I didn’t match the corners on the towels, it’s really quiet at that time of the morning and none of the cows looked ready to have a baby calf.
I played several games of Solitaire and didn’t win a single one.
I finally fell asleep a few hours before it was time to get my butt out of bed – 6:30 a.m.
Steve was going to a meeting and I wanted to send him off.
Surprisingly, I feel really good today.
I thought my day was moving along just fine – and it’s already 8 a.m.
That was until I decided to get ready to run into town to visit the accountant and banker.
I carefully put a quarter-sized dollop of hair gel into my left hand.
I then proceeded to rub it all over my face.
All the while thinking, “Hmm, that smells different this morning.”
I may need a nap later, but at least my facial skin will hold it’s shape! (Yes, I did wash it off, but it feel like there may be a residual affect.)