First, eat two gigantic pieces of Mrs. TBF's ice cream cake with the Oreo cookie crumb crust. Then, lie down on the sofa and turn on the Wimbledon finals.At some point, Mrs. TBF gave me the Singapore Airlines flight attendant wake-up (gently rubbing the top of my hand) and informed me that I had been sleeping FOR THREE HOURS!!! I figured that I must have missed the entire tennis match, but no such luck. Two rain delays meant that I actually ended up seeing a good chunk of the final.
All in all, I have to say that watching tennis on TV isn't the most exciting thing in the world, but it's definitely not the worst either; definitely more entertaining than watching soccer. Although, sometimes tennis can kind of drag on...and on...and on.
By the way...
I'm happy to report that the afternoon nap didn't affect my nighttime sleep one bit. Nope! I slept like a baby for eight hours straight.
Apparently my new sleeping medication lasts for a little longer than I had intended. Maybe I'll have to tweak it a bit.
