Up again at 4:30 am. Somehow I lost one of my socks while I was asleep. Why would this wake me up? My sister tells me I have a strong sense of fairness. (I'm not sure she meant it as a compliment.) Along with that, balance, symmetry. Perhaps my feet were "out of balance." I think one was just cold.
At any rate, my mind immediately went to its "task list." Gifts to buy, thank you notes to write, other micellaneous tasks and projects that are as yet incomplete. I laid there for half an hour. No success in returning to my dreams. No sense laying there. Get up. Smoke a cigarette. Hate that I am still smoking. Let the cat in. Check my email. Write this instead of doing anything from my list.
Should really get some more sleep. Big day today - Santa is the suprise visitor at my four-year-old's pre-school class. You don't want to go into that tired and cranky, let me tell you!
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