Today was rough for a very simple reason: Coco woke me up at 2:30 in the morning because she wasn’t feeling well. Poo explosion. Vomit, too. Poor baby.

And THEN I couldn’t get back to sleep. I tossed and turned for what turned out to be almost three hours, because…

Coco had to go out again at around 5:30 in the morning.

I got back to sleep a little after that. But, man…I got probably four or five hours of sleep total. And that was pushing my wake-up time back to try and make up for the whole disaster.

Work was good, though. I missed my morning writing session. Still feeling quite rusty getting back into all that. But, no matter. I’m going to re-find my groove. I fracking know I am. Just gotta keep moving forward. I’ve still written every day so far this year. Very happy with that.

Came home early so I could take a nap. Praise be to baby g that I was able to that. Woke up feeling more normal. Ate some food and watched a little bit of Mary Poppins with bear. Then I did some work on my computer, and finished the night by digitizing another 20 of my teenage CDs and taking a shower.

Now…sleep. Hopefully.

Wish me luck!