A good sleep

A good sleep last night. Clearning the deficit I was laboring under. It wasn't one of those seven-hour wonders of straight sleep, but I was able to get my sleep in decently sized batches of three-hours length. I cannot remember the last time I enjoyed a seven-hour sleep. It has been ages. Lately, I have been back to having to catch my sleep in one-hour or two-hour doses. Very frustrating and rather wearisome.

Ms. Walker is here

Ms. Walker is here. She has even brought her comfy robe to wear around the house. Yeah, she will be staying the night.

To think, it was not long ago when I thought I fell into a good thing, with Pop spending the night over there - so perfect!

Moreover, I am sure that Pop insisted on her staying here, that he fought for it. At best, I suppose he has not done this out of malice toward me, but only out of utter indifference. It's a very fine distinction, but perhaps not without significance.

Let's just hope she is more quiet and considerate than Lorie.

I imagine Pop feels like he is on top of the world to have two women coming to the house to spend the night. Though, you could not pay me enough to suffer such company.