Tired

Every so often, perhaps every few months, my life must catch up with me and I crash briefly. Today seems to be one of those days. I sat down on the couch to rest for a bit before I needed to go tack and warm-up Bristol before a riding lesson and totally fell asleep for nearly an hour. Riding lesson-wise it was fine. The student tacked up Bristol and then I rode her to just do a quick check on how she was feeling. (She's been on a break for three weeks due to poor riding weather.) It all worked. I hate that feeling, though, of waking up from a nap where you have been so sound asleep that you don't feel as though you can move for a while. That was me this afternoon. I've been dragging ever since. It will be an early bedtime for me tonight. Usually if I can get a good nine or ten hours of sleep I'll be back to my usual self. (I function best at ten hours of sleep a night, but rarely get that... parenting children, books, it's usually books if I'm honest. I think it just catches up with me now and then.)

So for your viewing pleasure this evening, I give you photos of cats. Well, one cat, Nefertiti, of whom the children with cameras seem to enjoy taking pictures.

I will also give you a book recommendation. Read You'll Never Believe What Happened to Lacey by Amber Ruffin and Lacey Lamar. I enjoyed it, well, I really enjoyed the mistaken identity story about Oprah. It's a hard book to put into words. You won't be sorry you read it and it will make you a better person, at least it should if you've understood it.