Bleh.

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Sleep just didn't happen as early as I hoped.  I was in bed by 23:00 and change, which is the earliest I have been to bed in... a number of days.  Thing is I couldn't get out of bed until 11:00, and change.  I had the weirdest night.  I thought everything was normal.  I usually sleep with three blankets.  The bottom one, closes to me, is a really warm one my mother made.  Remember, it's winter here and I sleep with the window open.  I have a blanket and a  quilt above that.  Every few days I readjust my blankets, and did so last night, roughly.  Make the bed?  Yeah, hush.  Anyway, without remembering rolling or anything, and something I haven't done before?  I ended up, somehow, getting that bottom blanket off me, outside the other covers, and down at the foot of my bed.  I have no idea how I would even do that, awake or asleep.  It was not just out, but more like woven through the rest of my bedding.  Don't ask, I simply have no answers.  As far as I can tell, it was a perfect night of solid sleep.

I have an appointment tomorrow.  Dental.  I'll have to figure out when it is.  I need to be there, I may have a cavity forming and want it checked before I run into serious pain.  I think they called, and left a message.  I just hope I didn't erase it.  I could just show up early, but that leaves a lot of time to kill, out in the wilds.  It is exhausting for me to try and warehouse myself for half a day in foreign, hostile, territory.  I'm not sure if I am hoping it is later, or earlier.  Later, actually, I am hoping.  Or I'll have to push harder than I might functionally be able to do to get there.  Gah!

Oh... on to waking.  Later.

Saturday is it?  Oh.  Thankful, I am!  First, that my neighbor stopped by and informed me.  Or I might have ended up in SLC tomorrow.  And, glad that I have another day to try to figure out how to get there.  Yeah, it's that bad.  Hmm... if it snows, or worse rains, I will have to reschedule.  Other than that...  I best get in.  I only go every two or three years, so...