I prepared Julia’s day this morning and laid it all out within arm’s length of her chair.
Remote control, Kindle, newspaper, flask of green tea, cereal, milk, sandwiches for lunch…
Then I slipped out to work and left her sleeping. Sleep is a greatly underrated as a curative measure and she generally resists it as she thinks it’s being lazy. She also believes that the best way to deal with a bad back is to work it off, and we all know how that worked out.
I think it comes from being a mother. Mothers, like ideas and the Pinkerton Detective Agency, never sleep.
Me, I have no problem with sleeping, and often take a preventive nap in front of the TV. Sometimes I take several, because you can’t be too careful with your health.
In fact I’m going to go to sleep now.
Henry Ford said: “I never stand if I can sit and I never sit if I can lie down.”
I tend to agree with this as a philosophy, though I’m not going to adopt all his ideas.
