Sleep?

Why is it that sleep is fleeting when you most need it? This past Monday morning (or should I say night) I woke up at 2:30 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. I ended up staying in bed, trying not to wake up Kyle until 3:30. I got up and got ready and went into work. I got there about 4:45, two hours early. At about 8am my day fell apart and I spent the balance of the day trying to find a solution for yet another crisis. I ended up leaving the office on Monday at 6:45 making it a 14-hour day.

It has been pretty much like that all this week, both the waking up early and battling one crisis after another at work. Here it is Wednesday night at 7:20 and I will finish this up and go to bed. If I don’t I’m afraid this will be me tomorrow at that office.