Yup, she's right here, goofing around on her computer. Why, you may ask - because she can't sleep at night, only during the day, like a bat. I wear jammies at night and regular clothes during the day, but that doesn't seem to have any effect on my problem. It's fairly quiet here. Well, there are the trains, and some of them are really loud! They're especially bad when you hear them start tooting their horns miles away ... toot ... TOOT ... TOOT ... and on like that until they toot right outside your bedroom window! Also, one of the neighbors has a very loud motorcycle and a very loud truck that he likes to work on until around midnight some nights. And there are the racoons fighting over the left-over birdseed on the deck. They bark and snarl and yip and chase each other around in the bushes right outside my window. Maybe it's not so quiet around here!
Well, I need to recharge my battery tomorrow, so that will be a good time to set myself up in my giant recliner and snooze away the morning or afternoon, whichever. I've been putting it off, and it's dangerously low - almost too low to recharge, I'm afraid. I've had it for several years, though, and it may be time to replace it anyway. I need to think about how long ago I had it put in. I think the doctor told me it was supposed to last for eight years, but that's an average, he said. It could last a little longer or a little shorter time. I just can't remember when I had it done. Hubby will remember. He tries to match our various highlights in life with something that is going on in the world so he can remember when things happened. That's a great idea, except that I can't remember when the world events took place, either.
I should go to bed and at least pretend to sleep. I can usually doze for a few hours, waking every time I move and checking the clock. I suppose it's better than nothing.
So, type on, my fellow insomniacs! The night is young (and I'm not)!