At 7:30am this morning I was rudely awoken by my neighbor's dog barking its head off. She had tied it up to the tree on her property that is next to my bedroom window. I normally get up around 11am. I kept lying in bed hoping he would shut up but after about 20 minutes I was wide awake and he showed no signs of stopping. So I got up, took my mouth guard out and in my pjs and my wild uncombed hair opened the window to let in the 20F air. I cupped my hands to my mouth and yelled as loud as I could "Gina! Shut your f*&^ing dog up!" It was only many hours later that I realized that I had just shouted profanities at the top of my lungs for entire neighborhood to hear. That's what happens when you get a CFS person up too early I guess. Lots of brain fog and crankiness.
Now while yelling at the dog did little other than making him bark even harder and give me a sore throat for the day, I did derive a perverse pleasure from it. I am now left wondering what tomorrow morning will bring.