Remember when sleeping 8 hours was normal? Neither do I. Happy 3 AM

My old bladder woke me up at 4:30 a.m.
The thing just can't hold until a decent hour these days.
On my way back to the bedroom, I must have jostled Badger.
She was sleeping on a cot in my room.
She jumped up and raced out of the room, but her legs gave out from underneath her.
That freaked her out and triggered the panic attack.

I managed to convince her she wasn't being set upon by a horde of angry demons.
I'd just startled her awake, although she tore out of that bedroom fast enough to make you wonder if demons really were after her.
The important thing was that she wasn't having a medical emergency.
She'd simply scared herself before she or her legs were fully awake.

She eventually went back to sleep, but I was wide awake.
After a while I just gave up and headed to the living room.
The world is so quiet at 5 a.m.

I checked on Gator.
I have a ridiculous fear of him dying in the night.
He was alive, breathing, and curled up to his little hedgehog.
Badger thinks that with him being so young, he's using it in place of his mamma or a litter mate.

Then I tackled my Google photo problem.
If I don't stay on top of that, I run out of space.

Cowboy finally got home at 7 a.m.
That was an eleven-and-a-half-hour shift for him.
He took a shower and headed to bed.

Badger sleepily wandered into the living room, curled up on the couch, and took another nap.
I had thought about curling up in the recliner for a nap but figured I'd probably just lie there awake.

Cowboy surprised us by waking up at 11 a.m.
That wasn't a lot of sleep.
He ate breakfast, then had me fill out the request form for him to take a few days off.
We're not going on vacation.
He just has to use that time before the end of the year.

Then I finally went in, lay down, and dozed off.
The best I can guess is that I had a thirty-minute nap before Cowboy literally bammed the bedroom door open.
He needed a furnace filter.
“Go back to sleep, go back to sleep.”
The young Jane could easily have gone back to sleep.
The old Jane can't go back to sleep once she's woken up.

Cowboy isn't home at night, so he doesn't realize I don't sleep through the night anymore or how hard it is for me to fall back asleep once I'm woken up.
He's worked nights for so many years that I think he still assumes I can sleep like I did thirty years ago.

Oh boy, do I miss those years when sleep came easy and stayed.

Seeing as I was awake, Badger took advantage of that.
She tossed Gator in her room for some exercise, with me as his babysitter, and gave his little home a good cleaning.
I didn't want a kitten, and we don't need a kitten, but it's fun to watch him explore.
Anything is a toy, and then he found some little balls Badger had on her floor and played soccer for a good long while.
By the time she crated him, he was worn out.

Cowboy went back to sleep, so Badger and I headed to my room and watched TV the rest of the day.

I woke Cowboy up at 4 p.m. to eat supper.
He leaves for work at 6:30 p.m., so I figured he needed time to eat before heading out.

Badger made amazing chicken noodle soup.
She starts with a base of pre-packaged soup mix and then jazzes it up.

After supper, she disappeared outside until it got so dark she was forced to come in.
She's making another box for her Legos.
She ended up with a ton of Legos.

I just kept sleepily slogging through Google Photos.
Today wasn't the day to do anything that really required a lot of concentration.

We got Cowboy off to work.
Badger finally gave up trying to see in the dark and came inside.

We're ending the day watching a new TV series Badger found.

It's about a group of women who were codebreakers in England during World War II.
From what I can gather, one of them gets bored with being a housewife and mum and starts investigating a serial killer.
Eventually she brings in her friends from the war.
They all have unique abilities, such as photographic memory.

Of course, the police don't take them seriously.
They're women, and it's the late 1940s.

It's sure keeping my attention.
I know I'm going to have to slap myself to keep from binge-watching the whole series tonight.

I really need to get to sleep.