Sweet dreams

Without explanation or warning, there are those nights that you just can’t sleep.

You have gotten up early with the kids who very sweetly asked for two different breakfast choices. You’ve played with race cars, Xbox, read stories, done laundry, run errands, made two different lunches, done more laundry, cleaned the kitchen, paid some bills, a little yard work, played referee to fighting children, actually folded the laundry, gotten gum out of the kids hair and the carpet, cleaned the bathroom (the toilet anyway, and just the one that any guests might see… let’s not get crazy), folded the rest of the laundry, killed the spider, kissed the boo boos, listened to piano practice, fixed dinner (just one option this time), unloaded the dishwasher, reloaded the dishwasher, bathed the children, clothed the children, brushed the children, cuddled with the children, put the children to bed and put the laundry on the chair in your room (next to yesterday’s pile) because it’s late and you’re too tired to put it where it goes.insomnia-cartoon-215325

So why can’t we sleep?! At what point do our bodies turn against us and decide that 3am is a great time to think about the college degree you should have gotten, the college degrees your kids might get, the items at the grocery store you forgot to get, the gray hairs you already have, and of course, world peace.

If anyone should find me tomorrow passed out with a frying pan in my hand, just let me sleep the concussion off.

2 thoughts on “Sweet dreams

  1. Laurie Fields July 22, 2016 / 12:19 pm

    Lol. Love it!


  2. Amy Preddy July 24, 2016 / 4:00 am

    (Probably because I can relate)


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