Tuesday night I woke up at 3:00am when Jeff crawled into bed (he’d been up late working on law school stuff), and then I had a heckuva time getting back to sleep after.
My head was swimming – work drama, excitement about this weekend, housework to do, patterns to knit, my bad puppy, letters to write and packages to mail, things to remember for tomorrow – you know how it goes.
Know how I was finally able to get to sleep, though?
Thinking about my favorite place…
I miss Minnesota.
I need to go back, preferably to stay.