Sign That It’s Bedtime

Above, image of French flag from HERE.

Bonne nuit, fromage. (Good night, cheese.)

I was just trying to finish another flower-titled sugar addiction story for Medium (#18; I published the first on 1.31.21). But it’s 10:25 p.m., today was quite bad with Skippy’s behavior and I just turned to the creamy French cheese and crackers in the kitchen.

So I know I am too tired to stay up and write. I am falling into my pattern of scrambling for fuel to stay awake.

I will finish the story tomorrow.

On a brief jaunt into town today, I popped into Grape Collective, a new wine and cheese, etc. shop. I was on a short trip with Skip, but sent Dan back to get a special Saturday night snack--that French cheese and the Rustic Bakery crackers. He got wine, too, but I passed on it.

Good night.

TCOY

1. Short walk with Buttercup and Sugar in rain.
2. Longer walk with Buttercup, Sugar and Sis in afternoon sun.
3. Support group.
4. Roast turkey Sis brought for dinner.
5. Stayed calm. Prayed.
6. Got a new birdhouse, so cute, felted wool.