Tossing and Turning
I suppose I didn't sleep well because of yesterday's chemical cocktail. That I slept during the majority of my hospital visit probably didn't help. Of course, it could have been the young man who lives in the basement flat under us. He had the uncanny idea that practicing his electric guitar after midnight was a good thing. Needless to say I trundled down the stairs in my sunshine-striped pjs, bare headed, pink Conversed. I should have lent him my acoustic but I was tired. Back in bed, Froggy awoke just to tell me that he hadn't heard me leave. He was exhausted last night and I didn't want to keep him up. So he fell back into a dream and I did my best not to fidget about. I thought about getting up and going to read in the living room but the cold outside the bed kept me under the covers. Then, when I finally fell asleep, I kept waking up again - too hot - too cold. I remember hearing the first trains go by which must have been at around 5am. After that I think I was able to rest. That is, until the alarm went off at 6-ish. Froggy got up, tucked me in, and went about his morning routine. Before he left, he came and closed the shutters so that the morning light didn't disturb me. But barely 15 minutes after he had gone I was woken by the gardener and then the kids upstairs woke up.
To make things worse the RAM Froggy bought for me last Saturday is decidedly too much for my laptop. So it's back to the stone age. On Saturday we'll take it back and maybe we can try getting another 256. I'm not sure that it will work or make a big difference even if it does. Oh well - it was fun while it lasted. Similar to testing out a brand new sports car for a few days, taking it back to the the dealership and leaving on the dinosaur you rode up in.
It's already almost noon. I've just noticed the poor mug of tea I made myself for breakfast. It's staring at me forlornly. I think I might do a bit of sculpting today to get my creative brain back up and running again.
To make things worse the RAM Froggy bought for me last Saturday is decidedly too much for my laptop. So it's back to the stone age. On Saturday we'll take it back and maybe we can try getting another 256. I'm not sure that it will work or make a big difference even if it does. Oh well - it was fun while it lasted. Similar to testing out a brand new sports car for a few days, taking it back to the the dealership and leaving on the dinosaur you rode up in.
It's already almost noon. I've just noticed the poor mug of tea I made myself for breakfast. It's staring at me forlornly. I think I might do a bit of sculpting today to get my creative brain back up and running again.