Rosa and I both couldn't sleep this morning. I grew excited this morning in that the holidays are officially over. The world turns again. Kids go back to school. Businesses are back in full swing of things. Life marches ever forwards.
"Ugh!" Rosa exclaimed early at 5 a.m this morning. "The covers are soaking wet."
I've had a problem with night sweats. Big problem. I think it has something to do with my medications. The covers on my bed were literally wringing wet. We both got up and I threw my sheets into the washing machine. They needed washing anyway. It had been two weeks.
Breakfast was soon started. I walked to the grocery store last night and got one of my favorite breakfast comfort foods: cinnamon and raisin bagels. We ate the toasted bagels with peanut butter and a banana for each. Glasses of cold milk accompanied them.
"Sometimes the simplest breakfasts are the best," Rosa told me as we sat at my kitchen table in the predawn dark.
"Well, this is certainly easier than cooking and cleaning up," I replied.
Today I must get busy on contacting Vocational Rehabilitation. I never heard back from that case manager even though she said she would call.
"They're just busy," Charlie told me last night when he was over. "Remember? I work for the state."
I hope that is all it is. I need to find a 1-800 number on their website. I can't call long distance on my phone.