Not that this is news to me, but I have been plauged by both insomnia and a lack of available time to sleep. A day short of sleep I can live with, but each day like that leaves me groggier and crankier ... much less pleasant to be around.
So a full day's sleep is a beautiful thing, and good for everyone around me. Especially poor Michael, who is subject more than anyone to my moods.
Too bad I just have to get ready for work, now. There are a million things I'd rather be doing.
Family Xmas was Sunday. I got a bunch of giftcards, a Japanese-style fan, and an oddly shaped wooden cat. Score.