12 Hours was Almost Enough Sleep

As it began in the days of old, I have an iced Latte in an avengers glass and I have the sounds of the fountain behind me and construction down the road for music. I could do without the construction noise, but the man who owns the house on the hill aways down City Park road from us has apparently been building pretty much constantly for the last 20 years. It's okay though, a breeze just kicked up so the sounds of the wind chimes and the rustle of leaves are working to drown him out. To paraphrase Kevin Spacey in Baby Driver, am I slow? It sure feels like it today.

I should be slow. Between writing for data.world, helping Jessie with her film, doing the bare minimum around the house and yard that I can get away with, shipping frit orders, sewing masks, minding bees and pets... I can't sleep enough. And I'm driving 1000 miles to Atlanta on Sunday with Jessie. After wrestling until 3:00 am yesterday with getting J's film online, I went to bed last night at 9:00 and didn't get up today till 9:30--and I'm still tired!

I posted on Facebook this morning and mentioned a bar my parents took me to after skiing when I was four. It has since burned down, but back in the 60's and 70's it was a little roadside dive outside of East Missoula. What I didn't put in my post was that 19 or so years later Wayne Nance, Missoula's serial killer, worked there as a bouncer and killed three women taken from the bar. 

Enough morbidity. It's almost too hot to sit outside and the mosquitos are the worst I have ever seen them here. But I am safe in my princess tent. Best way to deal with mosquitos is mosquito netting. I have dosed myself with enough bug spray over the past week in the course of filming on the front lawn that I had to scrape it off when I came back inside. And it was only marginally effective. I am covered from head to toe--including in some pretty unmentionable places--with mosquito and chigger bites. I even have a bite in my belly button! The indignity! But up here on the deck, on a porch couch, under a mosquito canopy, I am safe. 

And that's enough writing for now. I think it's time for a nap!