I haven’t slept for more than a few hours for the last few nights. All of this consecutive lack of sleep is starting to wear me down. I am not even sure if I am making sense, but this comes with the territory. I don’t require a ton of sleep, but I don’t mind it either.
At the moment they are working in my office to try and fix a squeaky door, so all of the hammering and pounding is doing what caffeine cannot, but for how long I cannot say. More importantly I hate loud noises like this or the vacuum cleaner so it is not real relaxing and definitely not conducive to getting work done.
At 20 this would have been a breeze, but at the grand old age of 102 it is getting a little bit tougher. I told my daughter last night that if she would promise to sleep for a couple of hours I would give her a present. She gurgled at me and then resumed flailing around. Not even a week old and she is already talking back to me. A defiant attitude must be genetic.
She can have the keys to the car, just as long as I disconnect the battery first. Daddy’s girl has an escort that eats boys for breakfast.
Before you know it, she’ll be asking for the keys to the car. Enjoy every second.
Maxx
Lailah tov.