And Then I'm Slowly Getting Back….

I'm slowly unwinding the jet lag but still feel like I've been beaten with a wet sack o' sand.  Like this morning.  After just a couple of hours of unconsciousness I woke with a start.  Now, this is far from the first time I've woken up with a start and, like all the other times, I have no idea how those pesky Starts get in.

I'm off to the shop to see if I can get a spray can of that Start-be-Stopped stuff or some such.

I'll try counting sheep tonight or I may use this great number working thingy.  See me,  I'm a number…..

Quote;  Doug Larson.

"For disappearing acts, it's hard to beat what happens to the eight hours supposedly left after eight of sleep and eight of work."