I can't believe that I woke up at 3:30 this morning.  I know, I know, I begin each blog by reporting the time I wake up.  It's just so unusual for me.  Years ago, I would have preferred a 30-hour day, staying awake for 20 hours and sleeping for 10, not getting up until at least 8 o'clock.  So I am astonished to wake up so early, ready to start the day.

Yesterday I posted to the wrong blog.  I posted to the blog I set up for us who trained as Peer Support Specialists in Lafayette.  (The pages where drafts are written look just the same, except for the title at the top of the page so it's pretty easy to click on the wrong blog.)  Any way, I had previously asked Queenie to help me figure out how much rent I could pay, and then, in the meantime, I wrote yesterday that I had freaked out a little bit when I saw how much apartment rents were these days.  I also wrote about some of the logistics of finding a place that been concerning me.  When I got a message from Queenie to call her about renting an apartment, I assumed that she had read my blog.  She talked about all the things that I had written about concerning finding an apartment.  It wasn't until I asked her what she thought about Jeff's purchase on Wednesday of a house that burned on Tuesday that I realized that she had not read my blog.  I was assuming that she knew what I'd written.  She hadn't, of course, but she addressed all my concerns in her conversation.  I can only wonder if my end of the conversation seemed a little bit off, thinking she had read what I'd written. 

Signing off now.  Going to have my coffee on the front porch.