My Mother-in-Law (7)

 Friday morning came, I was dead tired, I could hardly wake up to take Paula to work.  I’d tossed and turned all night dreaming about my ordeal with Alice at the hospital.  I threw on a pair of shorts and a clean T-shirt and staggered out to my car to drive Paula to the hospital.  I wanted to get an early start, so I could finish painting Alice’s kitchen and bathroom, before it got too hot.  I didn’t have the energy, I needed more sleep.  So I drove back to the house and took off my shorts