When you are too tired to sleep...

...you write on your blog, apparently.

My day was crazy crazy crazy, and, now that I am finally still, I realize it was very very good.

I feel like it has been years since I've been able to say that.

I was so scared to leave my house today. I felt like I was doing something really wrong. That is a side effect of my meds called PARANOIA. Hang on with me, kids. We've been through it together before, so we know it won't last. My dose is scheduled to... to.... SERIOUSLY! I cannot remember the word!! I keep thinking "improve" or "impress," but that is obviously wrong.... HOLY CRAP! I really can't think of the word!! GO UP. Whatever the word is for GO UP, that is what it is scheduled to - INCREASE! That's it! Ok, so these side effects will dissipate once it INCREASES a couple hundred milligrams. That'll be next week, maybe.

That said, I had such a wonderful time once I got to where I was going (Happy Birthday, Laurie!!) that I didn't feel those feelings anymore at all! Plus, I had caffeine :) Don't worry, I'm not backsliding. Moderation in all things, right?

Then, the chaos (and I don't use that word lightly) of after school began, but I really enjoyed it! My nephew's friend, just some 9 year old kid, comes over and plays in my house with my nephew and my kids. I feel absolutely cool. It is such a compliment to me that a neighborhood boy would enjoy playing here with all our kiddie girl toys and our kiddie girls. I love this dude.

After that, the chaos of getting myself ready and to my stake leadership meeting ensued. I admit, I was a wreck. I was late for set-up, I forgot what the first half of my presentation was going to be, and I was frantically practicing the accompaniment to the musical number. However, like it always does, the Spirit brought peace as soon as the meeting started. Yeah, I forgot a step in my presentation and had to be reminded. Yeah, I flubbed (lots) during the musical number; fortunately, the singing was so angelic that I don't think anyone even cared that I was playing. But the Spirit carried the meeting, and I left feeling calm and happy and grateful.

Finally, with Andy out of town, I had to do the bedtime routine myself (that's usually his job.) Once again, what seemed like a drawback worked to my advantage - it was almost 11 pm, so they were happy to get to bed with a truncated version of the routine, and they conked out immediately.

So, I'm worn out, but I'm enjoying the silence and the stillness, and, frankly, I'm not ready to fall asleep and hurry the morning. I'm afraid of trying to wake myself in time for school. That is Andy's job as well. I only do the middle of the day. I've got a sweet deal.