Getting Wierd.... in Plan B

I had to get up extra early this a.m. to feed kitty’s and had to do one client one hour early. For some reason getting up early has given me anxiety last night. I don’t know why. Then a big storm came thru where the sidewalks shook. My new client is nice. 88 and really cool. After a stint in the army he did alot of things. Asphalt, painted houses ( when it was too cold to lay asphalt) built houses - you name it he did it. I want him every day. 3 hours a day and then add my other guy and then my 2 hour. As far as the hospital goes friday I went to my doctor and got proof of my t.b. test. I don’t like doing them every year.
I hope sleep comes easy tonight. I hate digital clocks. They also keep pace with me staying a wake. It took me forever to have one in my bed room. I like old school electric ones that glow a soft green with no noise and a gentle way of waking up. Dad taught me how to wake myself up when need too. It works 99% of the time unless I am a wake to begin with then I am scared I will over sleep and really be a mess. Can’t win either way. Dreamt of Chelsea last night…aka Ethan. She was my oldest bonus daughter and her name was Chelsea then she moved and changed to Ethan. With all the talk of transgender it is no surprize that she did what she did. I just wish her happiness. She and her younger sister were a part of my life for 13 years. When I left my X they were a part of the package. Not surprized.
The gentleman who I took care of today told me I needed someone in my life to come home too and to have fun. Ya ok. I have been single for so long I wonder if I have become jaded. So use to being alone and doing everything on my own. Everything. I have become my own space. But he did give me some food for thought. Tuck it safely a way.
I need to find something to eat then off to bed early. I am tired.