A disturbing new trend has emerged in my life. I either wake up in the middle of the night and can't fall back to sleep, or I wake up before the sun rises and can't fall back to sleep. I am rapidly becoming quite the zombie in my daylight actions because of this.
Tonight I tried cleaning up my email inboxes as a sophoric device. You would have thought that would have helped, but it did not. At least I tackled that task.
Perhaps I am just becoming a nocturnal animal and should enjoy the extra time. Maybe I could finish up a couple of quilts. I suppose if I really become desperate, I could try organizing my sewing room. However, I haven't quite reached that point yet.