The episodes of Sex and the City have been stacking up in my DVR cache. It hasn’t been easy to carve out time to watch TV, especially without exposing YaYa to all the references to sex.
Last night, when I gave up on fighting my body’s refusal to go to sleep, I poured myself a glass of merlot, and sat for a while. By 1:30 am, I had finishing the ten or so episodes, and I could feel a sleepy feeling taking over the night.
Although tonight is a whole new night, I still feel that sleepiness taking hold of me. I will, therefore, have to save my report on the track workout for another time.