Sleep, Where Art Thou?

It's a little after 5 a.m. and I've been up since 4. I can't sleep. Hubby got up at some point, probably not too long before I did. I was tossing and turning, My back was aching and my eyes were itching and burning. I knew he was awake and I was in and out. I thought it was later than it was. I didn't hear him leave but the next time I woke, he was gone. I'm assuming he walked up to the shop to get some work done  - he'll do that when he can't sleep. I'm worried about him. I'm also worried about what he's not telling me, it seems there is something bothering him that he's not sharing. I tried to sleep but finally gave up. Usually when I get out of bed, Suki follows me, but not this morning, even she's smart enough to know it's way too early to be up. 

Hubby has a full day today getting the children's race ready for tomorrow in the Harbor. It's about an hours drive from here on narrow, winding roads, then he has to prepare the course, take care of any other details and drive home.

I've done my floors already, I did them this morning with the dust mop, funny...I just couldn't bring myself to disturb the quiet of the morning with the roar of the vacuum cleaner. I'm getting hungry, but it's too early to eat. 

Today I have to play the organ for a funeral at 11:00. I wish I had the new organ, I'm not looking forward to playing that thing today without the pianist there to hide behind. I hope I can manage on such little sleep. I don't know what I'll do this afternoon, whatever strikes my fancy at the time, I suppose...there is plenty from which to choose. Hubby won't be home until around 5. 

Yesterday was a long day, but not bad as far as days go. I had my lunch with the Anita's. Anita with Alzheimer's is getting worse, when we arrived, she was in her underwear. We helped her dress and ate BLT sandwiches with homemade bread and garden lettuce that I brought from home, then we went to visit Marcia, another church member who had knee surgery and because she lives alone, has to stay in a nursing home until she's able to get around. Marcia is one of the local piano teachers; I didn't get a chance to ask her but I wonder if she's even going to try to teach this year, she said it would probably be October before she goes home. I was glad to get out of there, the nursing home brought back memories I had a hard time dealing with, besides which, I'm not ready to sit around with a bunch of old, sick people and shoot the breeze for the afternoon. 

After Anita took me home, I hit up a couple of rummage sales but didn't find much for my cards. There was a large canning jar full of old buttons that I really wanted, but they were asking $20. for it which I thought was rather steep so I called a friend who knows more about antiques than I do and she said she wouldn't pay that much. There were no interesting buttons in there except a few bone buttons which are quite old. She said maybe at $10. she might, but even at that, unless there were some unique ones in there, even that was high. 

The family that was deciding to sign on for lessons finally decided and they are in the schedule starting on the 17th. YEAH!

Hubby and I ordered out from our favorite restaurant and on his way into the house with the food, he spilled his all over the ground. He was trying to carry the two foam containers of food and a growler of beer and instead of making two trips or asking for help...well...he ate it anyway. We watched several episodes of NCIS and went to bed. Too bad the morning came so early.

Well, I'm getting hungry and Hubby will probably be heading back soon looking for breakfast himself...guess it's time to sign off for now.