Eight full hours sleep last night, from 10 to 6. Woke up twice but was able to get right back to sleep. That was the second night I took melatonin and laid down at 10PM.
I probably ought to ice my ankle. I've had several close calls on the bank out front. It is steep and makes a sudden turn, and no matter if I have on clogs, sneakers, or am barefoot, as soon as I stop paying attention my foot slips out from under me and my ankle folds in half. One of these days it's going to snap right in two. I have a feeling a broken bone would put an end to getting out of the chair and getting exercise. How many weeks of immobility? I've never broken a bone. Maybe mine are
especially flexible.
Funny; all the cats try to get between me and the keyboard in the morning --it is, after all, traditional to feed them as soon as my feet hit the floor-- but Growler actually comes up and presents his butt so I can comb out the night's accumulation of pine sap and seed heads.
30 June 2011
two nights sleeping
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