I have stayed up well past 11 the last 2 nights.  And even though I really don't feel very tired because I just finished an hour on my bike and my 'juices' are flowing, I have decided to call it a day and begin my routine which should get me to bed earlier tonight.  That is a good thing.  The bad thing is that I, again, will be sleeping a lone.  Sheila is at Shelli's again, and that is a good thing.  But me being alone is a bad thing.  One, that I will endure for a greater purpose.  With her not being here I did get out of the house 3 times today, and even though I did watch some Olympics I did get some work done and some errands run.  So I feel better about my day in that respect.  My last trip out was to take the church keys to my co-called 'security person' and to go buy a kraut dog and a polish sandwich from Der Weinerschnitzel.  I expect that tomorrow night I will be taking Sheila to dinner, but who knows, that might not happen.  I get along okay without her, but it is obvious to me that I am different when she is not here.  The word that seems to fit is 'somber' or 'mellow' or 'pensive'.  Whatever the word is, it will be 'good' and 'happy' and 'complete' when she gets back.