Saturday and all is well.

The dog just ate and now he is sound asleep, digesting his food, which gives me a little bit of time to sit here and write a short post. Yes, I've got my coffee and cigarettes, so I'm all set.

I've got a regular routine now at night. I put my pajamas on in the evening and watch the 8 o'clock news and try not to fall asleep. Sooner or later I do, but then around 11 pm I wake up and take my medicines and shut off all the lights and go to bed where I luxuriate in the feeling of my head on the pillow and my body under the duvet. Within two minutes I'm asleep again and stay asleep until I have to go to the toilet. Even then I don't give in to the temptation to stay up, but go back to bed and almost instantly fall asleep again.

I think I have discovered the fine art of sleeping.The thing is, that you mustn't be stubborn and at any point think that you are done sleeping, until it is truly morning and really time to get up and if you have the day off, you can roll over one more time and sleep a little bit more.

Probably most of you already knew this, but it is news to me, because I thought every time I woke up, it was time to get up and I had gotten so used to this, that my sleep schedule was completely messed up.

Today promises to be another lovely day. That is if you like warm temperatures and lots of sunshine. Now, a little bit of that goes a long way, I think, so more of this isn't necessary for me. I don't mind some clouds in the sky and a little bit of wind. The sun doesn't have to shine nonstop for me. It's going to be 21 degrees Celsius today. That is 70 degrees Fahrenheit. I think that is a temperature I can be comfortable with. At least it leaves you with enough options in what to wear. You can be as lightly dressed as you want to be or do it in layers, and wear shoes or boots, but still wear leggings.

I dream my most interesting dreams after I've been awake and have gone back to sleep. I dreamed of a very fanatic preacher who proclaimed, "Every time you commit a sin, hairs fall out of my beard!" And I said, "So what, I don't care if hairs fall out of your beard, really!"

I dreamed I had a baby called Lynn Leander Nottingham, but she was only 40 centimeters long and because she was not long enough, I stuck her back in and waited on my estate for the ambulance to come and fetch me when the real birth would happen. I had a bedroom and a salon and a reading room. The Brönte sisters also lived there and the British Queen sometimes stayed overnight. For some reason, she was not amused that I was having a baby all on my own, being unmarried. When the ambulance came, it had mashed potatoes smeared on the stirrups.

I'd like the WiseWebWoman to make sense of that dream for me.

In the meantime, I've gotten dressed and walked the dog. There's a pleasant breeze out there and it made my dress flutter up around me. Luckily, I am wearing leggings, so I was not embarrassed. I'm getting handier now with the baggies and the keys and let the keys dangle of my thumb so I don't have to have such a hold of them.

The sky is bright blue, but I think if you had a kite, today would be a good day to fly it. Yesterday I was sitting at the dining table, looking out the window, and I saw many big soap bubbles float by. That was a fun sight and it made me want to blow some myself. I never did find out where they came from.
Well, that's it for me this morning. No doubt I'll write some more at the end of the day, it being Saturday and I being able to waste my time.

Hope you all have a wonderful day and the right kind of weather.

Ciao...