My Narcoleptic Life

The other day I sat down on the floor to paint along the baseboards of our new house.

A while later I awoke, staring at the paint brush in my hand. As I pondered how long I had been asleep and if in fact I had completed any painting before the interruption occurred... You guessed it - I fell asleep.

Waking up from a moment like that makes me want to yell, "Damn it! I fell for it again!" Instead I started painting so that I could avoid a third incident.