Small Steps

I did get a lot of sleep last night--by oversleeping. Then I realized that I had to proctor a test, and flew through getting ready to go to work. Made it on time. Over dinner, returned a library book to the public library on which a little soda had splashed when I knocked over a soda bottle. The library didn't seem too concerned, but I made them take my name and phone number. Finally remembered to pay my rent and utility bill. So, progress. Feeling a little better than yesterday. But what I really want to do is sleep.

I'm convinced that cats have access to another dimension. Zara didn't greet me at the gate by the back door as she usually does, and I was looking all over for her, when she suddenly appeared at the bedroom door, looking at me like "What's your problem?" Cats!