Today, I packed a gazillion million (that'd be a google) of things. Including my two pooches. We drove up to my guy's and we are settled in for a couple weeks.
I did see the doctor and she is very concerned about my sleep
hygiene. Soooooooooo, she feels that once that is regulated, then
some of the other stuff will improve. Sigh. I hope so.
I haven't been here since Spring Break. So it all seems so
strange yet familiar and that feeling is odd. I feel as though it
is some sort of time warp.
THAT brings to mind that funky dance...