Sleep was weird.

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Actually I didn't get much of it.  I went to bed at, oh... 1:30.  I woke at 4:30.  No rhyme or reason.  I may read a bit, while hoping a nap sneaks up on me.  I like the wake-up time, not the bedtime.  I'll do what I can to keep the good and toss the bad, but that isn't always possible.  A nap, early enough today, might work well toward my ends though.  Especially if I can work through my weird fall and get to some tasks.

Another good day, outside, from the looks of things.  The sun seems to be rising without interference.  It is still cool enough that mornings are pleasant unless you have to push early.  I suggested that spring was good this year only to have it suggested that it's been spring all winter.  I had to laugh a bit, and couldn't really disagree.  Even the few cold spells never had that real bite of winter, or for long... not long enough for the dreary of cold weary to bring about the normal winter brooding.  Some dark days, little and low sun, of course.  But even then, it never, to me, seemed to be a "good day for a murder", as my friend might put it.

Hmm... laundry, dishes... but bathroom first.  I want to get the new rugs down, just to see.  If they work, I will order a few more.  Nothing fancy, just handy and with purpose.  Three sets would see me more willing to toss them in the wash more often.  I'm not great about keeping up with the Mrs. Jones', so I hope they are sturdy enough for some minor *cough* abuse.

Yes, yes, reading and then a nap, I suppose.  Good day.  See you later.

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Oh, as I am about to drift off into a nap, something came to me.  I've been being razzed, for some of what I have implied.  Not just from one side, from both sides of things.  It can be bruising, just telling the stories sure as possible.  But then I remember.  I really am continuing His work.  Matthew 10:35.  I might guess, should all pawns be gone, then a man becomes king.  If he wins against all other kings, and the pawns are gone as well, he finally becomes his own last and best enemy as well.  Brother, will you spare me a cup of cold water to drink?