Blessed Sleep; or, Sleeping Well, but Not In

    Yesterday's post talked about my new holographic connector device.  This can be used to entrain water or jewelry to affirmations or positive energies, just like the fashionable power/balance wrist bands. As usual, I was the skeptic.  After last night there was no question in my mind.
   I began from the comfort point of view.  If I was going to sleep in this bracelet, it had better be comfortable. Shopping extensively (at Walmart...), I found stretch lace made for wedding headbands. I cut a length that would fit around my wrist and made a bracelet that would be comfortable to sleep in.

    Definitely not a fashion statement, but I don't want to encourage sleepiness in public either.  Last night I went to bed more than an hour earlier than usual and slept deeply.  The unintended consequence was a very early morning.  I trained the bracelet to "I go to bed on time.  I sleep deeply and awake refreshed."
     Though I tried hard to sleep in, I just couldn't. I awoke refreshed.  I tried to sleep in, in bed. I tried to sleep in on the couch. (This almost sounds like Dr. Suess) It just wouldn't take.  Drinking coffee on the porch with Joy as the birds woke up was mighty nice.  The run that followed was pretty good as well.
    Here I am.  It's only 8:30 and I'm ready for bed.  What's a decadent capitalist to do?  Hope this sticks, of course.  I want every day to feel magical and a good night's sleep is a great foundation.
    On the Fourth of July, after the great parade, my sister in law, brother, kids and I walked around Northside.  After several hours at the children's festival and wandering, we ended up in the air conditioning.  I'm not sure of the bar, but it had an attached deli, so we had food, beer and a/c.  The world does not get much better.

     Our table had some residue from former tenants; beer glasses, a plate, and a pile of fabric.  That fabric turned out to be butterfly wings.    
      My nephew, all of three years old, was ecstatic.  I remember the feeling. Out of the dress up box I would make waist length (or longer) hair, cathedral length trains, beautiful ball gowns.  It is a feeling I long to recreate. Maybe with a bit more sleep....