What? Me Sleep?????

This is Peter on a clear and sparkling Monday morning. I hope everyone had a great weekend. Mine was quiet and uneventful, but nice. The weather here in north central Connecticut has realized we are in the first days, the very beginning, of December, and temperatures have begun a gradual decline to normalcy. Just as I predicted (...it was more of a guess. The computers were all over the place), the coastal storm expended all its energy in the ocean waters to our east. And that's good. Now, here's what I meant by the title of this post, the first of what promises to be an exciting week for those of us hungry, even starving, for baseball news.
Sometimes I just get tired at 9pm or so. Especially Sundays. Mondays and Tuesdays too, and less frequently Wednesdays right through Saturdays. On all the other evenings, and you can count 'em, I'm fine! And when I take an afternoon nap, I'm just as fine. Really fine!! I guess I have to train myself not to get up so early in the morning. You see, I usually wake up, sans alarm clock, shortly before 6 AM, almost a full hour this time of year before the sun makes its daily appearance in the eastern skies. I'm bored and I KNOW I can't go back to sleep. So rather than lie there like a log, a very comfortable piece of wood by the way, because I have a great bed, I get up. Shave, shower, brush anything that needs to be brushed. And I'm ready to go. Downstairs, thirteen steps, to feed my boy Babycakes and rustle up some breakfast for his dad, who is me. I know how to rustle up a good breakfast, for one. It's easier to cook for two, but that's another story, another post for another day. I take my blood sugar level, give myself the correct amount of insulin, and sit down with the Hartford Courant sports page section (IF it has been delivered. Our carrier is 77 years old, bless him) for a healthy hearty breakfast. My morning 6-6:30 routine. Now don't forget, that leaves a heck of a lot of morning. But it also leaves me tired by 9 or so in the evening. So I guess that is my MAJOR flaw.
Now you know more about me. Just a little.
The winter meetings are right now getting cranked up to shake our worlds. But when there is no baseball news, there's always me to write about. Please don't leave all at once when I do write about me..it's just temporary.....I don't know what I'd do without you. And hi A. Thank you, and ONLY you, for the inspiration to write all these silly words that turned into an OK post. What would I do without your feedback, your kind words? I have no idea. Lost, maybe.