Hi there, Dear Reader. It is a hot, muggy, almost summer-like day here in Lithia, Florida, on Monday, March 7, 2022. Currently, the temperature is 83˚F (29˚C) under mostly cloudy skies. With humidity at 64% and the wind blowing from the southeast at 12 MPH (20 KM/H), the feels-like temperature is 86˚F (30˚C). Today’s forecast calls for light rain throughout the day. The high will be 90˚F (32˚C). Tonight, we can expect scattered showers. The low will be 68˚F (20˚C).
This morning I woke up – as I frequently do – to answer the call of nature. And – also as I frequently do – I ambled over to the kitchen to check the time; I don’t have any idea where my alarm clock/radio is, so if I want to know what time it is without turning on my smartphone, I must look at the clock on the microwave oven.
To my surprise, it was 3:00 AM. Exactly. Not 2:59 AM nor 3:01 AM. 3:00 AM. On the dot.
Blearily, I shuffled off to the bathroom, did my business, then – still blearily – I shuffled off to my room. I then went back to my futon, laid my weary bones down, closed my eyes, and….
My eyes snapped open.
C’mon, I chided myself. Go back to sleep. Otherwise you’re not going to be able to function later.
I closed my eyes again. Tossed. Turned. (As much as one can toss or turn on a narrow futon, anyway.)
Nothing doing. I was still awake.
Ugh. This is not going well, I thought.
Once again, I closed my eyes, curled up under my comforter, and tried to relax. Calm you must be, my inner Yoda said.
I felt my muscles unclenching a bit, but other than that, no dice. I’d close my eyes for a minute, hoping that sleep would return and that I’d sleep till at least 6 or 7 AM.
For two and a half hours, I lay in the darkness of a Lithia morning before dawn. I resisted the urge to go to my desk and turn on my Lenovo all-in-one computer; when you’re tired and want to get some shuteye, the absolutely last thing that you want to do is turn on anything with a screen. It matters not whether the screen belongs to a smartphone, a TV, or a computer. Once you activate a device with backlight, you can kiss any chance of falling asleep farewell. As in Adios, au revoir, auf Wiedersehen, arrivederci and sayonara.
Finally, at approximately 5:30 AM, I reluctantly accepted the fact that, no, I wasn’t going to go back to sleep, so I might as well turn on my television set and watch Netflix for a while.
(Since Netflix is one of the two streamers that has subtitle options -the other being Amazon Prime Video – I chose it; my bedroom is, as I’ve probably mentioned before, situated between two occupied bedrooms, of which one belongs to The Caregiver’s daughter. She goes to the University of South Florida and works at Target, so she needs her sleep. My other neighbor in the house, Gamer Boy, is usually awake in the predawn hours playing Fortnite, so I don’t worry too much about disturbing him.)
I watched part of The Russian Revolution (2017), a less-than-one-hour documentary about, well, the Russian Revolution of 1917. I’d seen it before, though, so I turned off the TV, booted up my computer, and killed time on social media until The Caregiver – who has the day off today – went to Starbuck’s to buy me a sandwich and a coffee (we are still out of milk, and now we’re out of coffee as well).
As I write this – bleary-eyed, headachy, and tired – I am listening to the digital copy of The Music of Star Wars – 30th Anniversary Collector’s Edition, a Sony Classical box set from 2007 with repackaged double albums of music from Star Wars, The Empire Strikes Back, and Return of the Jedi. As an added bonus, the set includes Star Wars: The Corellian Edition, a compilation of tracks from the Prequel and Original Star Wars Trilogies.
I’m not exactly listening to the music; I’m playing it as background to soothe my nerves and help me get this blog post done. I’ll probably pay more attention to John Williams’ music once I post this on WordPress and call It a day.
Speaking of John Williams, though, I think one of the reasons that I couldn’t sleep – among many, I think – is the fact that Amazon keeps telling me that my order of John Williams/Berliner Philharmoniker: The Berlin Concert – Deluxe Edition has not shipped. This four-disc (2 CDs, one video Blu-ray, one audio-only Blu-ray) set had a Friday, March 4 street date, but it’s an import, so I don’t know if it ships from Germany or if Amazon has it in its U.S. warehouses. With my luck, it’s the former, so who knows when Deutsche Grammophon (DG) will send it to the e-retailer (and, eventually, to me).
Well, that’s how things are in my corner of Lithia today. There’s not much else that I can add, so I’ll just close for now. Until next time, Dear Reader, stay safe, stay healthy, and I’ll catch you on the sunny side of things.