Sitting at my desk at 7:30 this morning I fell asleep, I wasn't aware of what was happening. The first indication I had that I was even sleepy was that I woke up drooling down my shirtfront. Disgusting. .
I'm losing ground here and don't know to what. Eye doctor tomorrow, lab test too. Two doctors' appointments on Friday.
After waking at the office this morning it took nearly 20 minutes for my vision to clear enough for me to drive home. Then, of course, my side mirror (driver's side) fell off in traffic. I had to turn around and go retrieve it. It didn't get run over but it is beyond my ability to repair. I have to take the damned thing to the dealership. I'd rather have a root canal, but that's how it goes.
I really hate that this crap is happening during Bob's visit. I really wanted to spend some time with him. It's so nice to hold a conversation that doesn't involve farm implements.
Spoke with Ed this evening from Minnesota. He's got a hotel room there to die for. Wonder if I can somehow wind up being on per diem...