After spending the evening at the ER when we found out Teeny Bear had passed out in the bathroom at the pool and hit her head, I came home completely exhausted.  I've been battling some seriously gnarly insomnia for weeks, tossing and turning for much of the night and looking at the clock every twenty minutes.  Last night around 4:30 I finally gave up for a while and tried E's trick: get up and get on the computer for a bit, then try again later.  I paid some bills  until I finally felt groggy again and tried again for sleep.  I eventually attained it, but now I'm wishing I'd just stayed up.  Intense nightmares involving a rapid progression from trying to take my girls to Vacation Bible School at my childhood church but being unable to because an old church acquaintance had decided I shouldn't be allowed to and then when I saw him he gave me the stinkeye combined with disdain and woeful pity so I told my mom I was leaving but I apparently left my car running because when I got out to the parking lot the kids were there but the car was not because some teenagers that I didn't even know from the church must have been trying to impress Teeny Bear so they kicked the kids out of my car and moved it to the junkyard across the street but when I got over there to get it back someone had stolen it for real so I screamed and cried and flipped out and nobody cared that my car had been stolen because they thought I was overreacting so I had to call the police but then I decided to go all vigilante and next thing I know I'm dressed like Trinity from The Matrix and packing some serious heat while one of the bartenders from the restaurant I work at was telling me I should be careful and stay with the detective.  Thank goodness Baby Duck got up to go to the bathroom or that mess in my head might have gone on forever!  So I decided that maybe the nausea from the extreme duress I was under while sleeping would dissipate if I got up and got it all out of my head by writing.  And that is why you are stuck reading yet another post about my dreams that are probably going to get me committed one of these days.

CL