Unfortunately awake, due to cat bringing live cicada into kitchen.
Tried going back to bed; too awake. Also too sleepy to do much useful. At least safely.
So, I'm awake early on a Saturday morning (after getting to bed late due to computer problem) with little chance of more sleep. Looks like no gaming tonight for me. :-(
My life is an unsold sitcom.
I got to bed at 11 last night (I meant to go to bed earlier, but zoned out in front of the TV and didn't realize how tired I was until I got up to do something). I finally got out of bed at 9:30 this morning. With a couple of delays and some minor interruptions (How do some people *still* have fireworks?!) that was about ten hours of sleep, the last four in one solid block. (The rain helped with that.)
I have said more than once that if I can just get enough sleep I can recover from anything. More likely, once I'm finally in recovery mode I'm better able to sleep well.
I just wish I had done this a couple of days earlier, so I could have made gaming last night.
Argh. I missed Saturday night gaming two weeks ago because I was exhausted after having a cat put down the day before. (As much from the relief of his suffering being over as from grief, I admit.) So, I really wanted to go last Saturday. I therefore went even though I hadn't slept well the night before.
That was a mistake. I didn't participate much and actually dozed through part of it, which was no reflection on our novice game master but on my poor judgement.
Then I had trouble staying awake to drive home. Which could have been Very Bad.
I haven't slept well this week. Nothing serious; just off and on being a bit less than alert during the day. Mostly due to restless sleeping from multiple causes. One of them being a cat who has somehow picked up the habit of occasionally meowing loudly at random times of the day and night.
I had all those last night. Plus a leg cramp waking me at 7:20 (on a Saturday) then not being able to do more than doze afterwards. I finally gave up and got up early (at least for me on a Saturday morning) about an hour later.
If I can't get a good nap - maybe after lunch - I won't be going to Lexington today.
I hate missing again. However, as demonstrated last week, this could be a matter of safety.
A bit of the background history from the setting of my Masks stories:
October 29, 1955 In a landmark court case, a jury accepts a criminal mastermind's defense that he didn't intend his deathtrap to actually kill a costumed hero, but only delay him while the mastermind committed other crimes. It just happened that in this case the hero had a bad case of the flu and died due to being unable to escape in time. The jurors - and many others interviewed on the matter - say they had no problem believing this is the actual purpose of deathtraps, given how often they fail. The mastermind was subsequently found guilty of accidental manslaughter instead of murder.
The first two Masks stories can be found at:
I'm getting ready to host the LexFA meeting at my place this Sunday. We'll meet here then go downtown for an economic suicide mission.
That will be relatively painless compared to what I've been through the past three days. I've scraped my right calf, stubbed toes, broken a lamp shade, jammed fingers and generally had a persistent klutz attack the whole time. I still need to mop the kitchen and clean the bathroom.
Pray for me...