Another night without sleep. Dr. Duck has tried to put me on Ambien 5mg, and I've been on 10 for 25 years. The result is that I'm not sleeping at night, but feel groggy and sleepy all the time, and fall asleep wherever I am for a short cat nap, which does me little good. Also, I've slept alone for the majority of my adult life, so when Steve is home (which he is now), I don't sleep as well. I feel so edgy and irritable that I could slap the white off anyone's face who wishes me a good morning.
I cleaned up the kitchen and loaded the dishslosher. I no longer call that mechanical monster a dish washer, because it just sloshes dirty water all over the dishes, with the result of getting glasses out of it that are actually dirtier than when they were put in. Steve has told me for three years that I just don't know how to load it, but he gets the same result. My Maytag dishwasher worked just fine when I loaded it. Steve would stubborn himself to death over anything.
It's bitter cold here, below zero during the night. The furnace has run more in the last week that I've ever heard it run, and we're burning the gas logs, which are unvented, and give off a lot of heat. I've wanted a wood stove at
Clairemont for several years, but Steve says we can't have one. He reminds me more of Jesse Chambers every day.
Almost all the businesses in Rutledge and Grainger County are closed. Bull's Restaurant was opened for a short while yesterday, but closed and went home. The Down Home has been closed for three days. East Tennessee Market has been opened for only minimal hours, and of course, Hardee's, Family Dollar, and The Dollar General opened for only a while each day. Everything else was closed. Even the courts and county offices were closed, and I don't know when they will re-open, as we have a winter storm warning as I write this.
Our fish ponds and the swimming pool are frozen solid, though the fish ponds are in-ground. It doesn't seem to bother the fish. They do fine as soon as the water begins to thaw out a little.
I had so much productive work planned for today, but I'm just going to go back to bed. It sounds like an idea which will promote domestic bliss.
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