I'm not sure why but every morning this week I've woken up at about 2 AM. I lie in bed for awhile, shifting positions, trying relaxation & playing other little mind games with myself until I give up and get up. Jim is sleeping soundly. He's so fortunate--his head hits the pillow and he's out until morning.
The cat, who sleeps on the bed, scurries out to the kitchen with me. "Look, Mom. Ari & I are out of water. I'm thirsty."
"Okay, Slim. Here's water for you, Buddy."
But boy, I sure am tired tonight. May sleep tuck you in tonight & wake you up when you choose. Good night from the end of the road.