Sleeping around the clock

I have no idea what happened but I ended up sleeping all day.  I woke up at quarter to 3 and of course I'm all dragged out.  I crashed about 3 a.m. but Professor woke me up at 7 wanting to go out.  I let him out and waited until he was done then went back to bed where I remembered that today was pay the bills day so I couldn't get back to sleep. 

I ended up getting out of bed, making a pot of decaf in my mini-pot and went online to read the paper and pay bills while I waited.  After my requisite two cups I had the bills paid, any news worth reading read and just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer so I went back to lie down for just a few.

I woke up hours later.

And when I went out to check the mail, I found Kermit in the mailbox, snoozing.  He didn't show up last night at all.  Bitty was there, scared of her own shadow, but no Kermit.  But a perusal of the internet now tells me that Kermit isn't a frog, but a toad.  I'm not sure what difference that makes spiritually and maybe I'll look it up later but today I'm still groggy and just a tad indifferent to everything.  Or maybe I'm just apathetic.  It happens when I'm tired like this.

So today seems like such a waste of a day and not one in which I'll get anything done, most likely.  Maybe some drawing after while and some knitting but no cleaning or yard work or anything of that nature.  I have no idea what got into me as I rarely sleep during the day.  In fact, I could crawl back into bed; I'm that tired.

I think I will go back to bed, after all.  Maybe I should listen to my body for once.