Around 4am one recent morning, I couldn’t get back to sleep. This happens frequently enough that my doctor prescribed me a (non-narcotic) sleeping aid, but I’m so worried about taking drugs that usually have wildly different effects on my system, I usually skip it. (It’s weird, because this particular prescription has pretty much gotten the job done without any annoying side effects, but I am still hesitant to take it. Add it to the list of things I need to work on.) But I digress (add “digressing” to the list . . .).
Oh, how you speak my mind, dear heart!
Organizing the snack shelf and being off a schedule is an excellent way to be productive😍