Well, no, actually… I wasn’t. . .
Funny how that works, isn’t it?
You know those people who dawdle at the coffee shop..? Who pick out the change one by one or can’t seem to figure out what planet their on, or take an eon to order a latte? This seems to sum up the thought that goes through a tried brain, patience be damned…
I find that I often wake up sleepy. The good news is, I usually know the cause (or two.) Generally my suspicions are confirmed around 2:30am. . .you know, when the breakfast order is being placed. . .
Ahhhh…life with cats!
Not sure I could have put it any better really… Except for the 10 pounds. No, sometimes it’s 18. For a while it was even 25. Thanks, guys…!