Up late again.

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I just didn't hit it until about 1:30.  Sam wasn't going to let me sleep in, for whatever reason.  She has been working to wake me since... 6:00ish?  I woke a bit before 8:00.  Not sure what will happen if I see my shadow, if it looks like six weeks of sleep isn't in the cards.

Sneezing the last few days.  Turning the heat up helps but isn't quite the full answer.  Just that time of year.  I don't really have allergies.  Perhaps it's just the volume of pollen or when the world is particularly dry?  No worries.  Sometimes the girls and I both have the problem at nearly the same time.  Sometimes not.  That might be due to height differences.  Yeah, there might be more or less pollen or dryness at our various levels.  It's the story I am going with.

No good or bad dreams the last few nights, none remembered.  All good.  Sometimes I get a hint that bad dreams are on the way.  I was all but certain.  I was dreading, fearing.  It's actually why I wasn't able to get to bed on time the last few nights.  So far so good.  Sometimes those serve a purpose, grinding gears to shift more fully back to life at a better pace.  Sometimes all it does is hurts.  Either way I have become terribly gunshy.

Hmm?  Oh, either back to bed for a bit or not.  I'll make up my mind shortly.  Good morning and day.