I like the quiet of night and I do a lot of reading , or working on the computer then.
Lately though, I've been getting so sleepy by 8 or 9 in the evening that I have to struggle to stay awake. So I go on to bed. Then I wake up precisely at one in the morning, stay awake until four, go back to sleep and stay there until noon. If I need to, I can get up by setting my alarm. I miss seeing the dawn. My wife tells me that my "biologic clock" is resetting because I am getting older. Maybe so. There are a lot of things about getting older that aggravate me to death.
Have you ever seen those horrible adds on tv where the whiny old person falls down and shrieks "help, I've fallen and I can't get up." I mute those when they come on. Yesterday I slipped in the driveway, and went rolling down the hill. My land is steep and there are not a lot of flat places on it. If I drop a bag of groceries when I'm unloading the car, all the cans and bottles go tearing down slope. In this case, it was me. The driveway was covered with wet leaves. One of my dogs jumped up on me from behind and I did a Humpty Dumpty. When I finally stopped rolling it was because I hit a pine tree and knocked the breath out of myself. At least I was able to get up before the chickens came and devoured me, but I guess I need to be more careful.
I don't have anything I need to do today. I suppose I'll go for a walk with the dogs, then come back and go into town for lunch. After that, who knows. Something will turn up. I can always clean rifles, or something equally constructive.