Crash landing.

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A crash of the best sort.  After that final bit of laundry, and collecting every dirty dish and else onto one counter, ready to be soaked for the first wash after my shower after I finish waking, if with eyes dried as if I had been tearing sand, sleep happened so fast and hard it was as if a switch was flicked and the universe landed on me.  *click*  Absolutely beautiful, as sleep should be.  If I could force that much work out of myself to such ends... hmm... then again, even often when nothing is done, I have done that, often.  Sometimes just being alive is that much work, netting similar results.

And sleep was as deep as it was instant.  When the lights went out they stayed out.  That black box of dark gooey wonderful nothing was fantastic if a bit short.  Didn't wake rough for it though.  No pain or fog, if... I may go back to sleep shortly.  May have been the 60/40/20 volt 3/6/9 ah flex batteries delivery which woke me?  Possible, even if an hour or two later... if my mind hears something, but can't immediately wake me?  It creates a message on a feedback loop.  While nothing was due today, when I woke I knew to check.  Those batteries will keep the table saw, recip saw, and drills in their most stressing tasks at full propably to overheating before running out of power.  Adds a ton of weight, but well wort it.  The 20v(18, actually) 3ah batteries which came with the kit will do most jobs.  I may even purchase 1.5ah batteries so everything, if needed, could be powered at once.  Not for six months or more, need to recharge finances, toolwise to be sure!  Ugh.

Anyway, yeah, maybe back to bed.  Sleep was rather short.  While I seem quite able to push into new hours while trying to push my schedule into daytime, pushing my wake time is a serious limit, has some sort of serious cap as to how much it can be adjusted, and how quickly.  Usually I can't go back to sleep.  This may be a bonus for pushing to sand tears yesterday... if it works.  Hmm?  Well, good night, again, I hope.