I helped tuck Al in last night. Made sure he was comfy and the urinal was at his side on the rail of the bed. I urged him to go to his room at 12:15am, and he didn’t put up a fuss, especially, when I told him he could continue to watch TV in his own room.
He looked pretty set when I left his room, and I drug myself to my own bedroom. I turned my fan on and without even trying, my head hit the pillow and I was out. I believe all the prayers, plus my being so exhausted, and the fact, that if all went alright, Al would not get out of bed for any reasons, I slept like a baby.
I am not even ashamed to tell the world that along with my nap, and sleep in my own bed, I slept a total of 11 hours. I woke up at 8:30. I thought to myself, wow! I feel like a million dollars. What can I conquer today!
I heard my brother moving around, so went and helped him get up, freshened up, clean brief, and clean clothes on. Came out to the kitchen and whipped him up some eggs, and poured me a hot cup of java, and now here, long enough to tell you about my million dollar night!
Even though it is drizzling and gloomy, I feel so good. Thank you Jesus, thank you friends, thank you world!!!
I think I will clean the house today. I don’t think I will be trying to take Al out with the weather being nippy and wet. I don’t want him to catch a cold, so turn my electric fireplace on, turn the soft music on, light my candles, and dance to the sweeper!!!!