I had a bout of insomnia last night. The cyclical kind - wake sleep wake sleep. Then at 7:30 this morning Upstairs decided to pray, very loudly, for an hour. Right over my head.I've no problem with anyone being religious but did she have to pick a deaf God?I decided sleep was a lost cause and got up. And now I could grump for England in the long-distance grumping events in the Grump Olympics.
Now the heat is gone..........what are we going to be curmudgeonly about?