*Something's shining in our window. (I guess it's the moon, but it's driving me CRAZY.)
*Dave is snoring like a freight train just rerouted through our bedroom. Maybe it did. Maybe the tracks are being reset even as we speak...
*It's spring. I itch. All over. Darn lack of humidity around here, anyways.
*Too many 'little' things need to be taken of. (And they'll all take 'just a minute.' Right.)
*That cake we had for dessert is calling my name.
*I'm cold. Then hot. Then chilly again. Or just the toes...nope. I'm cold. (And if I snuggle up to Dave, well -- see item #2.)
That's why I'm watching 'Monk', and getting ready to finish up one last appraisal report. (The cake's already gone -- it was delicious!) Maybe, once it's finished (the report, not the cake), then maybe I can sleep again.
Just for fun... then say, "Shhhhh. Don't tell anyone..."
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