My chin is a dairy-free thinky cone

I semi-napped on the couch just before. Didn’t go to sleep, but I did slow my everything down so I feel very… slow. For some reason my title appeared during that time, I don’t know what it means. Make your own sense of it.

This morning I was semi-awake at 8:30 and I heard a truck backing up next to the building. Twas the groceries… an hour before the window of time they were to come in. So I had to get up and find clothes and brush my hair and open the door and stuff. Because of the sudden jolt of movement and activity, I was shaky for about half hour. Bloody annoying.

Got myself a turkey reuben on the way back from the post office this morning (I go every morning, in between washing the dishes and eating breakfast, when Jake is at home on his break) and MAN it was yummy. I made a deal with myself that if I got it, I would have to do housework. And so I did. Can’t disappoint myself. That’s just silly.

It’s bedtime, me thinks. The whole brain is having trouble being awake and all that stupid smelly stuff.