Rough Night

Last night was a bad night for sleeping.

I have a lot of things that I'm mulling over in my mind, things that I am processing...working through. Normally I am the kind of person who can sleep through that kind of thing - I welcome the break, actually - but last night was an exception to that, and I am sorry to report that I slept terribly. The problem was compounded by the fact that Molly, who came into our room at some point during the night, was restless as well. A good part of the night was spent untangling her limbs from mine and moving her over so I wasn't absolutely sandwiched between her and Chris.

The one thought that comforted me through the night as I laid there, awake, was the fact that I would be able to get out for a run this morning, early, to clear my head.

I finally got up at about 5:45 and checked the weather. Minus 27 with the wind chill. Running in that temperature just isn't an option for me. Can't do it. So here I am left with a bunch of pent up emotional and mental energy and no place to put it. Maybe I'll be able to put it to good use and get some things done around the house. No use letting it go to waste...