RantWoman Sleeps--or Not

Interesting factoids and blatant pro cat propaganda. Plus the title mentions GOD so it's a good way to aim at Sunday. Title kind of overstates the content but WHO CARES. 3:10 hours of sleep RATS. I broke my streak of days over 5 hours. I am a grownup. NO ONE forced me to do all the things I was doing on my phone until far too late if I wanted to be hosting a meetup at 11:30. #WorldBrailleday wound up coming up several ways. Another day with not enough exercise and procrastinating about things to spiff up the apartment. Tomorrow I must finish typing minutes. and get some stuff ready to go to Goodwill and finish the floor and get at least another 10 pieces of paper to the recycling. Can I go all out and do say 20 or 25???? I am trying but not succeeding to tear myself away from temptation to comment about every current outrage. I only hope what I have to say makes a difference somehow.

Cat vids. Wonders of nature. Kindness in accidental encounters. The mother's milk of distraction from all there is to be distracted from. 5:28 hours of sleep. One of these days I will hunt up the instructions manual and then connect via Bluetooth. I feel decadent spending most of the day on social media. I DO have other things that need action, but it still feels a little like holiday break.  Anyway PLEASE keep praying for the country.

This recipe sounds intriguing enough MAYBE to try it. Possibly I would make it in advance and then rewarm because mornings are usually too much for cooking. 5:02 hours of sleep. We will not discuss from when to when but we will HUMBLY be grateful not to have to be anywhere at a certain time. Tacky comment. Last night I came home to a big red mess in the lobby. It was some kind of medical emergency. I heard the sirens. Apparently the emergency cleanup crew was not available. At least it's not a murder scene because probably there would have been more sirens and the cops probably would still have been there. We will now return to white knuckling the next few days.

HAPPY NEW YEAR Pizza in Helena MT, including PINEAPPLE and ham on pizza I think I have visited Helena twice, once for an orchestra trip that involved some kind of car ride over a traffic feature known as "thrill hill" and once during the Arab oil embargo. MT had a 55 mph speed limit in order to get federal highway funds and as MAYBE an evolution from the previous "reasonable and prudent for the conditions." But the fine was only $25 until speeds hit 90 mph or something. Also, one after another the legislators all stood up and complained that they had no intention of driving 55 because how could they get anywhere in MT if they did. Nothing here especially grabs me except mention of "hawaian" pizza 5:22 hours of sleep, After roasting a ham and bagging up garbage and leaving it on the balcony overnight rather than deal with the trash chute. I woke up all dried out. The good news is I THINK I am figuring out the CPAP. More blog posts pending.