I’ve just been up with dogs since 1:53 a.m., because their insides were about to fall out and they needed to get outside, quick. (What on earth did the Thriller feed them before bed last night?) Of course, they came in and went right back to snoozing, and here I sit…
Are you able to go back to sleep once you’ve been awakened? I wish I were, but no dice. Once I’m up, the brain starts to wander hither and yon, and the day has begun. I actually went back upstairs at 3 and turned on the Nook to hopefully read myself to sleep for two hours, but by 4:00, I just bagged the whole thing and went down to the treadmill. Now it’s 5:35, and after some vanilla Greek yogurt with raspberries and a mug of café mocha, I’m ready to hit the shower, the road and the you-know-what.
But here’s something nice: we’re halfway to the weekend. Looking forward to Friday and Sunday (my only days “off”), then the push to opening night.
Is it time to go home now?