Back to work

I couldn't get to sleep till 6 this morning when I finally took a sleeping pill. I crawled into work at 11:30.

I finished the Grisham book, The Appeal. They are less and less interesting to me.

For years I've been keeping special Valentine, birthday and other kinds of cards in a drawer. I also put, for lack of space, a bottle of of, which I just discovered leaked all over them. usually I also have a glass of water next to the bed and I assumed it was from when I knocked it off with the quilt. Today I discovered the truth. Goodbye Valentine from Michael, cards from Karen and Halloween card from dad, old loves, lost aunt and uncles...some were salvageable and I hadn't looked at some in years; it was a nice, sad stroll, I even had a beautiful card from Gwen.