I could not sleep last night. I got up and went to a great 6:30 meeting with my daughter. It was fabulous. My little friend has 10 days of sobriety. That makes my heart happy.
I am supposed to be at a lace knitting class with my non-alcoholic daughter this afternoon, but she is at the end of her master's program, and cannot possibly see her way clear to knit for 2 hours right now. It sounded good last month when she talked me into signing up for the class with her (believe me I do not need to take a lace knitting class - I could GIVE a lace knitting class). If I wake from my nap in time to go to the class, I will go. Otherwise, I will not be there. I am utterly exhausted.
I thank God for flannel sheets on a sunny, windy, cool autumn morning when I can go back to bed.