Last night, after the excitement was cooling down somewhat and Tin was able to get back on sleep routine, I made myself a cup of tea while I peeled the roasted beets and Tatjana gave us our Turkish lesson. The message on the tea bag said, “Instead of counting sheep to sleep, count your blessings and then sleep.”
So at bedtime, I did just that, I went to sleep counting my blessings but was awakened at midnight and then at 2 by the alarm going off because a wind storm had swept through New Orleans and the screen porch door was being thrown open and closed triggering the alarm.
Today, dark circles on eyes but I’m counting my blessings.