Today I was supposed to come up with a contribution to the confusing middle’s story prompt day. I have nothing.

I was going to just let it go, say nothing, and hit the pillow – again.

That’s all I’ve felt like doing today, sleep. And I did.

I’m not entirely sure why I’m having so much trouble staying awake today. Part of it could be seasonal allergies, I’ve been out working in the yard. Part of it could be the energy expended trying to dig out a well established rhubarb root yesterday.

I say trying because I doubt I managed to get it all. One root looked like it was headed under the privacy fence and into the neighbors yard. Surprise. They enjoy rhubarb so it’s all good.

(Did you know rhubarb roots look like sweet potatoes when you slice through them? I found that fascinating.)

Part of tired could be from dehydration and meal skipping. I’ve been eating just enough here and there that I didn’t feel hunger to eat a proper meal.

I wasn’t doing it on purpose. It’s just become a recent bad habit.

It wasn’t healthy food either, those bad habit snacks. I bought a 30 piece box of fudgesicles, and a 20 piece box of ice cream sandwiches, in case the grandsons were here again. Another new bad habit. Ice Cream.

About 7:30 tonight I decided I was properly hungry and needed some real food. So I made a stir fry. The noodles don’t qualify as healthy but the carrots, celery, raisins, and peanuts do.

So now I’m feeling a little more awake, having fueled up, and … telling you why I have no story has turned into a story, of sorts.

For any who might zoom in on the page I’m reading and wonder what book would have a guy mentioning how none of his recent dates seemed interested in settling down …

I’m reading book 2 Blessed Arrangements in …

Miss Main Street The Complete Series: Books 1-3: Small Town Stories of Friendship and Romance

Sorry Aaron. Maybe next week will be better.