Good morning, all.
A decent sleep, which is lucky considering the shape I went in upon retiring last night. I didn't over-eat, but however I did eat yesterday afternoon gave me a good old fashioned stomach ache which persisted throughout the evening. I fell back on an old home remedy that almost always helps an upset stomach: a spoonful of sug peppermint oil in a glass of cool water, sipped slowly (because it's very strong)...and just lie down and let the healing commence. It finally did, and I slept soundly, with only one of my trademark weird dreams about my little studio apartment on Clark Drive in Beverly Hills, the unholy cluttered mess it was in, and a guy I'd called in to clean the carpet who tried to sell me a wildly expensive carpet shampooing machine and who wouldn't even complete the job he'd started. Oy!
More Dunkin' coffee!