Head Meets Couch, Couch Wins ... Zzzzzz

I had plans to do some serious blogging (catching up on a few long and short subjects) tonight, but when Val went upstairs to go to bed at 9 p.m., I wanted to finish something I was doing, put the grill in the garage and then write. Instead, my head hit the couch and whatever I was doing faded to sleep.
I woke up at 10:58 p.m., and spent most of the next 30-40 minutes in the land of sweaty grogginess while I watched the evening news, made my lunch and put the grill away. It would have been an easier project at 9 p.m., when it was still light outside, instead of at 11 p.m., which necessitated me finding the black cover and placing it on the grill before putting it in the dark garage.