That old standby, Denial, has failed me. I’m STILL tired, despite all efforts to catch up on my rest. I hereby declare this to be Stay in Bed Day. I will cancel an appointment, doze, read, watch the programs that have been accumulating for weeks on my Tivo. I am wearing my warmest pajamas and I am swathed in Vicks Vapor Rub. I intend to eat Lipton’s Chicken Noodle Soup, too. I just love those little noodles.
On the good news front, “Dylan” is still selling like crazy. It’s on the New York Times Bestseller list for the third week in a row–#9! And TOMORROW, “Tyler” arrives in book stores everywhere. Yee-haw!
Fatigue does very peculiar things to the mind. I seldom remember my dreams, but the first night I was home, I launched into a dandy practically the moment I closed my eyes. Sadie-beagle stole a Ford Fairlane and drove off in it, signaling a left turn at a stop sign. The vehicle must have had paw-controls, since she surely couldn’t reach the gas pedal or the brake. Jenni suggested turning the image into a small piece of art, since it made us all smile, and I dashed off a preliminary sketch. When I get my strength back, I plan to start the project.
I will try to be more entertaining after this. Thanks for understanding.