Now it is a little after 4am. Grace crawled up on my bed as soon as I got up so I have no cat issues. I could sew but I am totally unmotivated and I only sew when I feel like it. My house is clean, no dishes in the sink and I have nothing to do. Zippy...nada...zilch.
My discovery? It's damned boring at 4:15am when you live alone. Maybe I should get a dog...