Just got off the phone with Roger. It was a quiet conversation. Neither of us has been sleeping well so all we did throughout most of the call was exchange yawns followed by prolonged silence. I was doing email while talking and he was phasing out to the tv. We're a bundle of excitement, no? I guess it was as close to being as person as we could be without being under the same roof.
Roger can't seem to get comfortable sleeping and thus the restless night. He tries to make a nest for himself to prop himself up when sleeping. Unfortunately, he just can't get comfortable regardless of how many pillows he has. As for me, I think I must just miss him breathing next to me in bed. I'm not one of those worriers "what if someone broke into the house"...Ha! That would be one exceptionally STUPID burgurlar. My sleepless nights are not broken by the bumps and noises in the night. Rather, I have an unsettled sleep waking as though something is missing and then go through the exercise of chasing random thoughts out of my head ...and fall back asleep.
I'm signing off for now. Sheep to count (or maybe cats since they are nearer and dearer to me). Cross your fingers that my hubby has a good night's sleep. hugs, a
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