It’s 2 a.m. and I’m fighting the Sleep Gods again.
I’m wise enough to know at this point in my life when to throw in the towel.
Another wise man once told me this little ditty about life in general:
“It’s all how you frame it” he told me on more than one occasion.
I could stay in bed, tossing and turning and cussing the Sleep Gods,
Or I can re-frame the situation.
I chose the latter.
The up-tick in that?
My master bath is spit-shine, Lysol brain cell killing clean.
The oven, which was put on the automatic clean mode before bed last night has been rinsed out.
And several pair of shoes have been put back into their rightful box.
There was a day when I would have made fun of people like me.
But now I’m a believer…
When your Ambien is “lost in the mail”…
Never, never piss off the Sleep Gods!
There’s goes the coffee buzzer…
Game on.
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