Thursday thoroughly

 I hated it when people tell me how tired I look. I was on kind of a mini high this morning because I slept at least 5 hours last night which was really great. I sort of felt great when I got up and got ready for coffee. I think if I can get 5 hours of sleep I'm doing great. But anyway today's Thursday that means it's coffee group and I was at the group being very social or trying to be and I think I yawned once and then I got pounced on by this red-haired old lady about how I need to get more sleep. I know I rattle on and off about sleep. By and large I'm pretty much happy with my sleep routines. To a degree it's my own fault that I only get a few hours of sleep at night just because I have a hard time going to bed and I just seem to automatically wake up at 6:00 a.m. if I'm lucky enough to sleep that long. Usually I'm awake at 3:00 a.m. and then I go back to sleep or try to and fidgeting fast and tell it's 6:00 a.m. and I feel like I can get up. I used to be worried that I'd be sleeping or yawning all day but I usually get through the day feeling pretty good. So today I was definitely caught off guard. Of course, after red said that I spelled tired the rest of the day. Luckily I didn't have a whole lot going on so it didn't have to be out doing things and seeing people in general. I worked on the apartment a little bit and also went around Gathering up the clothes that I had hung out all over my patio as well as the apartment to dry out. I got the clothes hung up and the shorts folded. Put some time in on the arm bike not a complete hour but I did enough to get the 200 minutes in for the week. I noticed I seem to be eating a lot these days I don't know what that's about I need to pull it in. I don't know if the lot or just a bunch of little snacks that I have but it seems all day long. I like taking spoons of peanut butter out of the peanut butter jar, having some cheese out of the refrigerator crackers What peanut butter. This morning I actually cooked breakfast I had spam and eggs toast buttered it was okay. They sent leftover muffins and cookies home with me following coffee. I tried to put him down but they wouldn't let me they wanted me to have them so I scooped them up and took him to the apartment. We're on the table with the Clutter.

I have not heard anything from my brother in the longest time and I've even sent out a couple feelers but no response. I don't know if he's disowned to me or what. I hope he's okay. I think he's had some health issues the last couple months but for him to go up and die if not telling me though that's something that's sort of frustratingly fearful for me. The family reunions should be next month as far as last I heard. I don't know what's going on but my instinct tells me just to keep my head down and go with the flow..