Sweet dreams

While I went to bed at nine, I managed to wake up just before three a.m. Bathroom break, back to bed, and....nothing. Wide awake. In spite of steadfastly refusing to face the clock, I know it was after four-thirty when I finally fell asleep, since the clock radio had just turned on. Grr.

But the dream was worth the aggravation. A mini-mystery was going on, and for some reason, Shemar Moore was assigned to investigate it. Things were proceeding swimmingly, until the alarm went off.

I generally don't wake up feeling the need to throw the alarm clock across the room, but this morning, I almost made an exception.