Nope, no shadow, just me. I’m sleepless in Lewisville. Unexpected side effect this adventure is having is my sleep routine disrupted. Until the start of this crap my semi-normal sleep cycles were to try to be in bed by midnight.
Midnight was good, once or twice a week it might slip to 12:30 or 1 but mostly midnight. First alarm is 4:30, that’s the first manual alarm, my aging body always seemed to want me up at 3:30 or 4 to visit the head, (bathroom for those not familiar with the lingua franca of a retired Marine).
Backup alarm is on the phone at 5 and I am usually out the door by 5:30. It’s a good schedule, I get downtown before 7 and usually get caught up on emails by 8.
Now this thing come along I find myself having to keep modified banking hours. My earliest appointment I can get in to get nuked is 9 and it’s usually 9:15 before I get called back.. So I’m out of there by 9:45 and on the way in.
Goody, goody. I got an extra 4 hours to kill every morning, I’m not even setting alarms any more, just getting up after a the second bodily request to visit the facilities. Sitting here and its already 7 AM, I’ve been dressed for an hour, taken my meds and written a blog entry. Actually two blog entries, wonder if that is allowed?
Brhaahahahahahaha – more time to think up evil doings.
Laissez les bons temps rouler
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