Brain fart

I need a vacation.

I know... I know. I've been on vacation a lot of days this past month. But driving for 20 out of the 96 hours of your vacation does not count as rest. I need sleep.

Even though I was sick today and sound like I should be charging $1.99 a minute to talk to me on the phone, I have been productive all day. Crossed a lot off my to-do list at work. Bought some more Christmas gifts (one for Hope, four for me). Addressed and stamped Christmas cards. Baked eight dozen cookies. Oh, and I went to the gym at 6 a.m. and did 30 minutes on the elliptical machine. NO MORE FAT CLOTHES!

But I also sat in an admissions meeting this morning and we were discussing a student (no FERPA violations here) who was born in 1975. " So how old is she?" someone asked. "29" I replied. Um, not even close, stupid Director of Admissions.

Then I had lunch with my friend Paige at PF Chang's, and it was very expensive for her since she not only bought my lunch, but I talked her into ordering a new MacBook Pro when she got home tonight. You're welcome, Bryan.

Tomorrow it's the gym, meeting (yawn), work, then driving to Mountain Home.

When is it time to sleep? Oh yeah, that's what I should be doing now. Oops!

A long winter's nap

My two weeks of not sleeping finally caught up with me and made me sick. I stayed in bed this morning with a headache and slept all day, so hopefully I'm finally over whatever was causing my insomnia.

I talked to LB today, via e-mail, and he was weird, like I've done something to him. Yeah, this is my fault.

Losing sleep, counting sheep

For more than a week, I've been having trouble sleeping. I can usually go to sleep fine, but I wake up in the middle of the night with my mind racing and am unable to go back to sleep. The good news is that I've been able to exercise twice a day these past few days. I may be sleep deprived, but at least I can look good walking around like a zombie.

My dinner in Fort Smith tonight was canceled, so I'm able to go to bed early and not brave the winter precipitation. Bring on the snow!