An exciting morning for both of us...

My bedroom windows overlook the awning covering my building's front porch. This morning, my dear cat, Mia, found a squirrel sitting atop said awning. She was very excited. There was some serious tail wagging and muffled hunter's miaows. In the meantime I was sorting laundry.

Rapture!

I think the old sleep monitor has kicked back in. It used to be, several years ago, that I would always sleep exactly 6 1/2 hours. No matter what time I went to bed, I would wake up exactly 6 1/2 hours later. It was cool, especially since I didn't really have an alarm clock at the time.

That's the story this morning, as silly and incomplete as it seems.