Raiding the Refrigerator

I slept throughout the day.

I wasn't sick. I simply was bored. There was plenty of ready made food in the kitchen and no shopping was necessary. It's not as if I eat a wide variety of food, anyway. At least of my meals are the same every day each week (that means the same thing for breakfast and the same thing for lunch).

I like to retreat to the world of dreams. I'm not big on cleaning house and I have nothing more than ROKU on my cable. Sleeping seems to be almost therapeutic. Until I wake up and find I lack t he energy (or will) to get out of bed unless I need to pee.

Today I was struck by an urge to put together something from the fridge. I had seen this on television, but such action was never done in my home growing up. It wasn't a habit I had ever developed. It was insane... like smoking or drinking in the shower. But I decided I was going to do it anyway.

As I got up to go to the fridge, I looked at the clock. It was the normal time for me to get up. My day of napping had me sleep all the way through the night. So the refrigerator raid wasn't a raid at all. It was a call to get up and eat breakfast.

I'm so relieved.