Slept until 2 PM. I was dreaming that I was writing a book set in New Zealand and was doing research to get the character right. I have never been to New Zealand but would like to go. (I tend to have vivid dreams when I'm sick.)
My nose is running, and Oliver is sitting on my tissues. Sigh.
I received a message that the home sleep study was “non-diagnostic” and they want to do an in-house sleep study. Also sigh. They called me already but they’re out until April.
Home Depot does closet consultations. I’d like one after I get the library room together and cull my clothes.
Had a bite to eat. Took some DayQuil and Emergen-C. Gracie ran out of the bedroom, which was good because she’s less restful to sleep with than Bella, but I wouldn’t want to kick her out.
Slept until 6:30 PM. I dreamed that I was on a smaller cruise ship and fell for someone who worked there. They weren’t allowed to get involved with guests, so we were trying to work it out. Let the dogs out. I’m trying to decide whether to go to work in the morning. I guess that I’ll decide tomorrow morning.
I’m telling the dogs that they’re my two clowns.
Fed us all. I’m going to go back to bed soon. I seriously need sleep.
I’m looking forward to the Olympic ice skating.