It's gotten so that sleeping in until 4:30 seems like a luxury. I'm not one of those people who can lie in bed when I wake up regardless of the time: eyes open, feet hit the ground. Well, there's a small delay while I try to move heavy-as-boulders cats out of the way. How a 13-15 pound cat can become an immovable object in the night is incomprehensible. It was lovely to see the little red numbers on the bedside clock this morning and know that the light switches would work, that I would have water when I turned the tap, and that the coffee-maker would provide a hot cup of that without which I cannot start the day. The computer is computing and I am once again connected to the world. Any day that is not a repeat of yesterday is going to be a good day.
Helper Dude said he would be here shortly after daybreak today. I'll probably end up paying his way through college, but it's worth not being disconnected.