Maybe I am getting younger.  Here it is 11:20 p.m. and I'm just doing my journal/blog entry.  I feel like I did when I was young and did not have to worry about getting up in the morning.  When we were in our first years of marriage I would play basketball at the church after mutual.  I would stay  up real late and then sleep in.  I had forgotten about those years.  Then when children came with the attendant financial demands my work took precedence over my late night activities.  Oh, I still had late nights, mostly doing basketball games, but then it was either for pay or as a church calling.  Over many, many years I have fallen into a routine of going to bed in order to get my 9 hours of sleep.  I don't know why this week has been so different.  But for some reason the late game tonight caught my interest and I've been trying to squeeze more out of the day.  Of course the only way I get more out of today is by borrowing from tomorrow. And tomorrow is again an early Marv morning with him getting here around 7:30.  Why do I do this to myself? 

Sheila got online today and studied for and took a food handlers permit test.  She has this fear of tests like the notary test from a couple of years ago.  She even worried about getting her driver's license renewed thinking she would fluke some test.  So when she scored a 96.7 % today she was pleased with herself.  I knew all along that she would do it.  (but 96.7  !!)

Shelli called and said that Colton had some roto rooter virus or something like that.  Too bad for the little guy.  Too bad for the big girl.  She's the one that has to clean up after him. 

I am beginning to drag so I am calling it a day.  I'm not sure how I will deal with getting up in the morning.Oh, that's not true.  I do know how I will deal with it.  I will get up and do what I have to do.  I'll just have to catch up sometime later in the day with a nap.