Yawn

I am more than usually groggy this morning. And of course there is no milk, so no coffee (yes, I must have milk. No, melting Cherry Garcia, the closest thing to milk we have in the house right now, will not do it).

My options are then three:

1) get dressed and crutch two blocks down to the corner store, then crutch back with milk. Possible but unlikely.

2) put toothpicks in my eyes and stay awake anyway, not getting much of anything done. All too likely.

3) go back to sleep for a few hours. Likely, but sinful.

I think I'm going to wind up going for the sin option. What would you do?

A Fourth Possibility Presented Itself

klages fetched me and we went out for lunch. Brussels Sprout chips with sea salt (really really good!). Pulled pork sandwich! Watermelon sangria! And then we went to Walgreens and I got more milk, so I can have coffee if I need it.

Now home again, and still sleepy. So I shall sleep, or gaze off into space and contemplate plot points. It's supine meditation, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.