Burst Back Into Reality

So a lot of you know that I was in Texas for a training for PsychoDrama (I know, sounds scary.) At the beginning of the 4-day-stay, I was whining a little about having to sleep in a trailer that didn't have running water. Not to mention that I had to sleep in the small be in the kitchen of the camper while my roomie got a luxorious bedroom with queen bed to herself. My thought? She is 20 years older than me, so she automatically gets the upgrade. Plus she moved right in to the full bath (ok, it was 1 foot by 1 foot), and even though there was no water, women need their primping space. I hold no resentments though, she paid for the 3 bean nachos I had for dinner. Thanks Lori!

Anyway, I came to love my little spot in the camper. I was able to sleep through the night each night - four in a row. That is unheard of for me in these last 10 years of my life. Between having to share a bed and children occasionally wondering in my bedroom, to dog barking randomly . . . . I rarely get a whole night's sleep.
I was excited to sleep in my own be at 1:30 in the morning when I got home from my trip, but I was less than thrilled when I woke up at 5:30 with young visitors. Jordan and Julia had been sick while I was gone, so I kept them home for a day of recovery. For all of us. I heard Jordan on the phone talking to Chris around 6pm, "Yeah, Mom is still in her pajamas." Guess it's been too long since we had a PJ Day.

Day 2? Woke up at 5:30 to Jacob . . . sick. So now, 12:30pm - Still in PJ's. Actually still in bed because I need to monitor Jacob. Wah Wah Welcome home Mom!