I was able to get about 6 hours of sleep, which is pretty good for me. Also, I had no nightmares, night terrors or dream paralysis. I tend to wake up startled every morning as if I am surprised to still be alive. I had my normal 2-3 cups of coffee and set about my day. I was able to return a few books to Barnes and Nobles that I know I will not be reading in the anytime near future. This is lucky because I tend to spend my disability money quickly on a manic rampage through book stores. I came home and cleaned the entirety of the kitchen, which was a complete and utter disaster. It is so easy to feel hopeless when you have such a huge mess to tackle but cleaning, while irritating at the time, can be quite good for personal morale. I can literally see the difference I am making as I swipe down the counter and clean off massively abused dishes. I also discovered a spot where one of my cats has been peeing. oh my Mable, what are we to do with you? She is half blind and just a strange creature altogether. My mom found her on the side of the road in Lufkin, Texas. That was at least 8 years ago now. She manages, but really Mable, why so strange? I know for a fact that I am one of the strangest of the strange creatures, but at least I do not pee in secretive places. “Look, no one can see, so I can do this here and perhaps no one will ever find out.” Okay, Mable, perhaps you have a point. Maybe not so strange after all.