Little things can mean a lot

Like being able to get back to sleep after the cat danced her little wake-up-and-feed-me tarantella on me this morning at oh-dark-thirty.
Didn't want to get up even at 8, but did anyway, since we're off to lunch later.
Don't know if something's actually changing in this weird head of mine, or just finally wanting to sleep, but it's a good thing...