Sleep.

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I can't say why, but at a very early hour I am ready for bed... relatively early hour.  I didn't finish off the dishes, but I sort of saw that coming and didn't want to fill the tub in the tub only to not be able to shower in a hurry, if need be, tomorrow.  Just that little bit, at this point, could keep me from swimming.  And getting to the pool is far from a guaranteed thing as is, while being much more important than potentially doing the last of the dishes.  No matter how much I will it, want it, push for it, it will either happen or it won't.  No need to add obstacles.  Of course, if I rise early enough, to get the blood pumping, I may do the dishes then, depending on how things are going.  Yes, yes, playing a game, but it's the only game I have.  I don't have many choices.  Caution, sometimes, is required, and patience.  I'm hoping my patience has payed off to date.

The nice thing is, with most of the dishes done, I can make a hot breakfast to start my day.  Yeah, I can handle that...  I'm thinking a pork chop and eggs?  Wait.  Bacon is thawed!  I love it when a plan comes together.  I will need to pick up a couple of birthday cards, getting one out quickly, then stop at the store for milk and a few other goodies.  I will then check on my friend.  I have missed him, and I didn't make it the last time I was to be there, as I wasn't up for swimming or even leaving my home.  Stuck, just like him, but on this side of the fence.

Good night.