I remember when boredom grew like weeds around me. Now it gets cut down regularly. (Often by people wanting something. Your observation yesterday hit close to home.)

I wonder if your numb fingers are from sleeping in a different position because of your ankle. I get that fairly often when one of my cats joins me in bed and I have to roll over onto my right side to avoid his artistically placed butt. (I normally sleep on my left side.)

Dave