October 17th, 2012

Paul Neyron rose 2

Wednesday so far

I had a really hard time getting to sleep.  I tried around 3:30 a.m., and was still up at 4:15 a.m.  I went and got a drink -- not alcohol, just decaffeinated tea.  Alcohol might have helped me get to sleep, but I didn't think of that at the time.  Probably just as well.  I went to sleep sometime in the morning.  A.C. called at 12:30 p.m.  I only woke enough to see who had called.  I was too dazed with tiredness to talk on the phone.  I got up around 2:00 p.m.  I'm not sure if I got as much as eight hours of sleep.  It's been pretty bad lately.

A.C. had called three more times while I slept.  I called back when I got up.  She wanted me to come to [area of county] and take carloads of her things to [town at least half an hour from there].  I said that I couldn't do that, but wished her luck in her move.  I would want people to help me when I move, and I have had people help me when I moved on various occasions.  I didn't want to get into a confrontation with the people at the place where she was living, though.  I also don't have the sense of direction to drive independently to [town].  I think I've been through that town on the way to other parts of the state, but I don't think I've ever stopped there.  I told A.C. that if she wanted to come over with some things and put them in my car temporarily, she could do that.  "Just for a day or so," I said, "and get them tomorrow."  She didn't think that would be helpful.

I went out to the mystery pink rose.  Another flower or two had opened on that.

Later: I worked on an editing job.  I just want to do one final read-through on it tomorrow before I turn it in.

I talked with A. from Green Bay for over an hour.