#116

4-something this morning, my baby girl started screaming like someone was trying to kill her. I leap out of bed and sprint the few feet to her room. And find her standing in her crip. No injuries. No scary monsters. Just her, screaming. And her sister sleeping.

After close to an hour, she calmed down and went back to sleep. I am guessing she had a bad dream. Not fun for me. I wasn't able to fall back asleep. So I am tired.

But I was super productive this morning. The girls and I went to get J's bike temporary registration so he can clean it and get it ready for the movers on Wednesday. We went to the commissary and the German grocery. That last one was a doozy. A trip that should have taken about 10 minutes ended up taking almost an hour. All for beer and some chocolate. Pathetic.

With the extra 50 minutes in that goodness, we had to go home and eat. After that, we got back in the car to finish our stuff. A trip to the recycle center to drop off cans and glass. Followed by a trip to the library- which was closed! So back in the car, home for a nap.

A nap that did not happen. And the day was pretty steadily downhill from there. So I am done. I am going to have some yummy Jameson, read my book, and hopefully call it an early night.