Still Tired, All Right

I was in bed, lights out, by 9 last night. The first time the cats woke me was almost an hour later. (Him: Mrrp? Mrrp? Her: Hisss!) It was good sleep, and long sleep, but disturbed, is what I'm saying.

Today wasn't bad in the grand scheme of things, not quite as zonked as yesterday, but a fairly large number of quite small annoyances left me rather grumpy coming home. Here's what helped, though: getting a thank-you note from my friend's ten-year-old daughter, who celebrated her birthday recently. It read:

Dear C_____,

Thank you for coming to my party. Thank you for all those books! I love BOOKS!

And that makes me smile.