Is it fair to say that I feel as if I were run over by a truck? This weekend has been extremely busy, including a couple of meal events (Knights of Columbus and Boy Scouts). I had the early morning Masses this morning and then had wake services for the two funerals l have tomorrow. I also went to visit my aunt who is getting progressively worse.
I came back after the second wake service and decided that I needed to relax, so I have been doing nothing else.
So, after doing that nothing, I am going to bed and hope to get some good rest. I can almost predict what that’s going to turn into: sleeplessness. Oh, me. We’ll see.