I'm really hating this waking up at dark-thirty in the morning. Yes, I usually have a four-footed friend to wake me in the early morning but I'm on a semi-vacation and there is no Oliver to jump on me. Unfortunately I don't have a room I can go to and read or blog or search the web. Poor Hubby is tossing and turning now. What's love if you can't share your insomnia, I ask ya!
Now I will turn my attention to taking care of yourself. What are you doing, Grainiacs, to take care of yourselves? As I am typing in the dark, the glow of the computer monitor is accentuating every line and wrinkle on my hands. Are you old enough to remember the Joy dish-washing commercials? Which hands belong to the mother and which hands are the daughters? If I were in that commercial it would change to "and which hands belong to the decomposing mummy?"
Winter is approaching and that means dry, scaly skin for me. My goal (at this early morning) is moisturize, moisturize, moisturize. I hope I remember this come 8 a.m.!!! I'm sleep deprived and in desperate need of coffee.
I have also been talking....just talking at this point- not doing!....about exercise. I really am going to do it this time. Again, I hope I remember this second goal at around 8 a.m. But that's my goal at 6:14 a.m. Now it's time to make that coffee. Sorry, Hubby. Hope you can sleep through more gurgling and belching noise. This time it is coming from the coffeepot!
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