11:42PM – I’m awake. Went to bed nearly three hours ago and fell asleep after the usual relaxing conversation with Lady Beth. Apparently I hit REM sleep quickly because dreams woke me in a cold sweat. (I hate it when that happens.) The dreams concerned speaking with my Grandpa Homer, my Dad, and my brother Dan – all of whom have long since crossed the Veil. Now there is no sleep left in me even though I’m very tired.
Too many thoughts are running through my brain. There are so many things that need to be done around the Homestead and in the house. Then come all the “fun” projects I want to do to make things prettier for Lady Beth and all the Wee Ones. Like planting flowers, putting up a flag pole, adding funtional storm shutters, painting, and adding a little filligree around the tops of the front porch post.
Damned spine.
Then there are the upsetting personal goals I’d like to attain, (the largest of those being to write another manuscript), that I never can seem to get started.
Bah!
‘Nough bitching for now.
Omar, out.
