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DISCOMBOBULATED 20 December 2017 Polly was barking. It was her "Walt's coming downstairs bark." She hears him moving around upstairs and knows he's about to come down and barks, then runs to the stairs, tail wagging a mile a minute. I snuggled down in the recliner under my quilt. Maybe if I was very quiet, he'd make coffee so I could have some when I got up. He walked into the family room and I looked up and asked him what time it was. "Six," he said. That was unusual. He usually sleeps in until at least after 7. Then he did something unusual. He went to the window and closed the blinds. Closed? Why was he closing them? That's when I realized that the show on the TV (I always sleep with the television on) was not one of the morning news shows, but Chris Hayes, whose show runs 5-6 p.m. It was 6 pm, not 6 am. I had slept about 2-1/2 hours. It took me a good half hour to become un-discombobulated and adjust to waking up at night instead of in the morning. I'm not surprised that my nap took so long It had been an insomnia night and I was dealing with only 2 hours of sleep, which isn't unusual for me, but that combined with actually doing something yesterday instead of sitting at the computer obviously brought on my seeping. I had even gone for the big guns in trying to go to sleep, I tried to find a recording of Pride and Prejudice (the last time I put it on, I fell asleep during the opening credits and woke up as the ending credits rolled--didn't even see a human being) but there were no choices of that movie, so I stayed awake. Then I had lunch with my friend Kathy, our monthly lunch. I ordered one of the two-picks for lunch, tortilla soup and Oriental chicken salad, but they were both so good that I was finished before I remembered to take a photo.
When our lunch ended, we wished each other a Merry Christmas and then I headed off to do some Christmas shopping. I went to Target because I like to support the store, which is still, unbelievably under attack in some places (not Davis) from people protesting its free bathroom policy and NOT a restrictive bathroom policy (you must use the facility which matches the gender on your birth certificate). I had been feeling smug because I thought I had finished all of my gift-giving choices a month ago but then because of one person, whom I will not name, I decided I needed to do some more shopping. But I found just what I was looking for, which was good. The store was surprisingly un-crowded. I don't know if people were boycotting, or if they are just more organized than I am. I stopped at the Starbucks in the store (I never go to Starbucks) to have one of their fancy holiday drinks, a crème brulee latte, which was lovely. Then home to take that long nap. In the evening, after dinner, we had a nice chat with Jeri and got Christmas plans more or less settled. I thought Walt and I were going to be alone for Christmas day/night, but apparently Jeri and Phil will be here, so we'll have a small Christmas dinner here and then a larger Christmas dinner here on the 26th, when Tom et al. can join us and we will bring my mother as well. Unbelievably, last night I slept for 6 uninterrupted hours, without Pride and Prejudice. This is a landmark event! Today I'll finally get our tree trimmed. |
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