Pffft
I had a horrible nights sleep. Fuzzy frustrating dreaming. Last time I looked at the clock it was 4 am again. Up and down all night long, and woke up with my head splitting in two. Took some meds, and did something else to help me relax a bit. Helped a little. *sighs*
I wrote my Father an email asking what his plans are for Thanksgiving. I haven't heard from him in a while either. He is where I get my sense of humor from. *chuckles* Let's just say it's a dry humor, but we do have our periods of stomach cramping laughter. My Father is a good man. All things considered. Not prone to losing his temper or 'flying off the handle' in a rage. We both hate yelling matches. Especially when everything can be solved without the yelling.
I have to run out in a bit to get the wife new running shoes. The ones she has are really long over due to be replaced. I want to keep her feet in relatively good shape.