today

I couldn’t sleep last night. I woke up after dreaming that Gus was eaten by a bear and I had “Counting 5-4-3-2-1” by Thursday in my head. I couldn’t get it out. So I tossed and turned and sung along silently. I stopped singing when I finally fell back asleep at 5:30. My alarm went off an hour later.

I’ve been watching too much Dog Whisperer. I love it, but it makes me have dreams about Gus and bears and Staffordshire Bull Terriers. I’ve also been watching too much Grey’s Anatomy. I may have rented the entire first season on two DVDs this weekend. I also may have watched it for five hours straight Friday night. Moreover, I may have gotten my neighbors involved. They came over last night to watch episodes six and seven (or was it seven and eight…)

And I stayed up past my bedtime. To finish watching. And then I slept horribly. And now, we have come full circle. Have a great Tuesday that feels like a Monday.