These things are posted all over Sligo--at least on the routes we know best!
I'd been really, really missing sleep lately and last night, I hit the wall. We were planning to go to the library to hear some music--a guy was going to play some of his original music with the obligatory tea and biscuits afterwards. I was sitting on the bed in my brain fog and when I checked the time, it had already started. Probably just as well. I drank a couple of cups of coffee, crawled under the covers at 9 last night, fell asleep, and, with the exception of a few 10 minute intervals of wakefulness to get water or food today, kept right on sleeping until 3 this afternoon. I still feel a little weird, but I am hoping that this is a sign that I am on my way back to normal. I have not been able to do much of anything. I did a little knitting in the hotel the other night, but that's been the extent of any yarny things for many days. I have not been able to read--and the library books are piling up. Two more came in yesterday. I look longingly at the towering pile on my bedside locker and hope that I will be able to start on it soon.
It feels like it could be another early night tonight. Or maybe I will do what I usually do and get a second wind at around midnight!