This week had a rather interesting start.
I woke up to the radio, as I do every day.
Then I turned off the radio, as I do on the weekends (unless I have to get up)
After a few minutes I said to Carl, “It’s Monday isn’t it?”
I am not sure he answered, but I turned the radio back on.
I even got up just a few minutes later. (I have been known to actually fall back to sleep even with the radio playing. That is why the old, black and white TV is connected to a timer to turn on a bit later. I could probably sleep through the TV too, but the cacophony of the radio and TV is enough to get me out of bed.
I blame this trying to sleep in on the late night trip fueled by a Coke. I have not had a soda for a while, and a Coke for even longer. But I felt like I needed caffiene and that was the offering at hand in the small shop in the dorm.
And yesterday, please note that I did not call Inez/Gene/Bubs the Octo-Mom.
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