Well, it’s another sleepless night for me. Here it is at 2:00 a.m. and I haven’t dozed off once, mainly because I couldn’t shut my brain off. I kept thinking about Sean and Misty and their house, and Hayden, and then I worried about Mama and Daddy for a while, and then I thought about my painting, and the whole time Free Bird was playing in my head! After an hour and a half of all that mind chatter, I decided to get up and write. (That’s how I started writing in the first place.) The experts say if you lie in bed awake for longer than an hour – or is it thirty minutes; I’m not sure – you should get up and do something quiet that relaxes you, like read or work crossword puzzles. Writing works, too. Actually, it serves as a kind of brain dump, where I can unload all the pesky worries and thoughts that keep me awake. I also took a sleepy pill that should kick in in about an hour.
Those same experts also tell you that it’s not good to be on the computer or watch TV late at night because it’s too stimulating to the brain. I hope they’re wrong about that, because that’s when my sister and I play long-distance Scrabble on Face book. In fact, we played from 10:00 until I went to bed at 12:30. I squeezed in a few games of Bejeweled while I waited for my turn. (Bejeweled has got to be the world’s most addictive game.) Mary Jane and I love to chat while we play; there’s nothing like good ole Scrabble trash talk! We call each other endearing names like Turkey Butt and sick sadistic sister. Unfortunately, I was getting beat tonight in every game we played.
Today was a nice day. I took Mama up to the church to have lunch. The church ladies all bring a sandwich and sit around the table eating and talking on the first Tuesday of every month. It’s just a time of fellowship. This was only the third time I had made it there; something has always interfered with our going. Usually it’s been one of Doug’s eye shots. They’ve all been scheduled on Tuesdays, but we had them moved to Wednesdays, and that’s what we’ll be doing tomorrow.
Mama enjoyed getting out of the house. After I took her home, I went over to Verlee’s studio to paint with her and three other people. Verlee taught two painting classes I went to at the art gallery where I volunteer twice a month. She has an “open studio” every Tuesday from 1-4, and today was the first time I have gone. We sat around chatting and painting while she had this great CD playing with all these songs I grew up with – that’s where Free Bird got stuck in my brain. The neat thing is that it doesn’t cost anything, and we can all give each other advice.
From there I went to the children’s home and helped Isaiah with his math and reading. He is a cute little boy in the first grade. Sometimes he is a holy terror, but today he was sweet and cooperative. I also helped Spring with her math. After staying there for an hour, I returned home and painted some more until I got hungry and heated up the beef stew I had made for company this weekend.
Doug had been at Sean’s since yesterday, helping him put down new floors in their bathrooms. He spent the night at his mom and dad’s and worked with Sean all day today as well. I’m told the house looks really good and can’t wait to see it when everything is done. I did see it the day they closed the loan, but it was very much a construction zone, and there was still much to do. Sean and Misty are so excited about their new home. Well, it’s new to them, and they are making it look like new. I guess they are nesting, getting ready for little Hayden. Just three more months!!! I’ll be a grandmother! I hope she will like to draw and paint so we can do that together. I know I can read to her. I’m very good at reading out loud to children.
Well, it’s been 45 minutes, and the pill hasn’t started working yet. Oh, well. Since I never got around to reading the Sunday paper and it’s still lying in the chair, I might as well do that. Good night!
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