I made the mistake of returning to my bed after letting the dogs out to potty following their breakfast. I propped open the door to the deck, and immediately fell into a deeper sleep than what I had experienced throughout the night. A number of times over the next three hours, Colonel Deeds popped in and out to snuggle with me before being called back to guard duty in the backyard.

Finally, at 9:45 AM, I was pulled back into complete consciousness when I heard the rain began to hit the wooden deck. Although I was aggravated, I had missed out on three hours of research and writing time, my body I needed the rest.

I breakfasted on scrambled eggs and toast, prepped a pot of green beans, sausage, tomatoes, rice, and peppers on the stove, and in return to my desk to sketch out a revised plan for the remainder of the day. At 2 PM, I will be on a Zoom chat with fellow Lincoln historians, and I am quite excited about that. 

It’s half past noon, and I finally feel as though I’m getting a handle on my day without chastising myself too much.

Make it a great day!