Couldn't sleep.

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It just wouldn't happen.  I've gone ahead with some things.  The bathroom floor was mopped twice, then rinsed.  The mop and caddy have been rinsed thoroughly, several times.  I also found the glasses I mean to wash and put downstairs, setting those on the table I just cleared of plastic containers.  *sigh*  I am getting closer to getting the table top cleaned off.  Toolboxes, then the plastic containers, and I think this is the last group of items I'll want to set on the table for a while.  The laundry has... well... I gave it an extra spin, and set the timer.  After those, I am hoping to set dishes to soak.  Actually, I have most of those soaking right now, just not in the big wash basin.

I've been dragging, trying to get to sleep.  Since I can't seem to go to bed, I figured I might as well do more, and more.  Not a lot more than planned, but a few things whenever I go to the kitchen or bathroom.  Perhaps a little food will allow my system to kick over into sleep mode.  Digestion, especially after a long day, can be just what the doctor ordered.  Junk food doesn't work, but real food can.  I will fold or hang everything in the dryer, though, before sleeping.  And put the socks in for a good long fluff dry session. 

Not bad, but being almost 11:00, not good either.  My schedule is zipping around harshly.  Weather patterns, if I had to guess.  Really cold, really warm, and even more when the weather is in flux, and this is what I get.  I try to adjust the thermostat to account for these things, but it really doesn't work.  I can sort of sense what is going on.  Various health issues play a role, or can do that by themselves, several ailments, more so as a group.  I can never quite tell, merely suspect.  I simply suspect it's changing weather that has me dancing around the dial.

Well... good night/day, almost for sure this time.  If you get tired, just send that desire to me and I will fill it in spirit.