Rosa made it home late last night. She had spent a few days visiting with her daughter and granddaughter. I was so excited I was about to burst to have her home. She gets so exasperated with her daughter, though.
"To think. I was once so young and dumb," Rosa told me of her daughter last night.
"We all were once," I replied. "I didn't know my ass from a hole in the wall at her age."
I told her of George calling yesterday.
"You go to that party and I will pout with you for weeks."
I laughed and assured her I had no intentions of going. I was flattered that George had called, though.
Not much else to report. I walked two hours yesterday for six miles and then went to my A.A. meeting. It was another very small meeting which made me uncomfortable. I managed to share and felt like a fool.
This morning Rosa and me were laying in the bed. I managed to sleep for seven hours straight which is a record for me.
"Don't get up yet," Rosa said as I started to slip out of the bed. "We were sleeping so good."
"I am hungry and want to start breakfast," I replied.
Rosa sighed and curled up in the covers with Maggie. I really wish I could sleep more. Hell, I wish I could sleep my life away, but cant. When I am awake, I am awake. A change is probably coming though. I start Zyprexa today and it will make me so sleepy that I cannot stay awake, but for a few hours at a time. I shudder to think what is going to happen to the blog and my life when I sleep all the time.