Friends of the Wookiemonster

Yesterday in mid afternoon I started to feel really tired (and also depressed - I guess that was a letdown after the time with family and being wound up about the drive home - so I was expecting to sleep really well last night. Well, it took me a while longer to fall asleep than I expected, and then, after a few short hours of good sleep, I woke up around 2:30 am and couldn't get back to sleep. Ugh. I got up and read for a while, then had a very early breakfast and went for a run as it was getting light outside. (I can't believe how much shorter the days are now than when I left a month ago. Sleeping in the basement at my daughter's meant I wasn't aware of sunset and sunrise times the way I am here.)

While I was preparing my early breakfast there was an unfortunate incident. As I poured hot water into a mug to warm it up to make tea, I heard a cracking sound and suddenly water was flowing over the counter under the mug, and down onto the floor. I guess the mug had reached the end of its life, even though it hadn't been used very much. It was only a cheap souvenir mug from a trip S and I took to Rehoboth Beach and Dewey Beach (on the Atlantic Ocean in Delaware, for those who are not familiar with the area) in about 2012, but I was quite fond of it. Oh well, one less thing to move.

This morning I've been working on ruthlessly throwing away lots of little things I don't need or want, but so far I've only worked in my bedroom and the main bathroom. The hardest room is going to be my sewing room/office, I suspect. I have to say, my long slow programme of decluttering in 15 minute bursts over the summer has paid off, although I could have done more.