...when you've got a Friday night with no big work project scheduled for the next morning, and you put all your warm blankies on your bed, and you're looking forward to a nice long sleep...and then you don't get it. Can't blame it on the cat, either (well, not entirely). I woke up at 3am, then kept dodging in and out of sleep until 7am, when I totally gave up. Don't know why--just pure cussedness, I guess.
On a happier note, I did my weekly weigh-in and I've lost another pound, for a total of 12 down. Slow progress, but (I hope) steady from now on. Now that my tooth is fixed, I can go back on my normal, high-fiber, nearly-vegetarian diet.