It's 7:30 AM, Sunday. I awoke as my husband was getting dressed. He is off making some overtime pay in Orange City. (doesn't that name conjure up a city like the Emerald City in the Wizard of Oz? only in orange instead of green? Well, it's nothing like it, unfortunately).

I am finding I am awake in the middle of the night a lot. That stinks because I am dead tired. The sleeping pill is supposed to be released slowly over the course of the night. Is it possible that I digest things faster than the normal person?

We're having a deluge of rain and a bit of thunder. I should be cozy in my bed but I find myself here. Strange animal, that Leslie bird.....