It is five a.m. I am awake.
I am not drinking coffee and I want to be.
I am so not okay with this situation on so many levels.

In 6 sleeps we board an airplane bound for Canada, and in all honesty the drive to the airport cannot come soon enough.  After a week of hot weather, scattered schedule, and a stomach that just doesn’t want to digest nicely for Pete’s sake, I am pooped.

Wait, let’s not use that word in regard to the whole stomach situation. Sorry.

Add on to that a night with sorrowful, expressive dogs, temperature issues, and a roomful of late-night happy teenagers next door, and it would be truthful to say I’ve had better nights.

Now, I’m a big fan of “strong for the finish” and all that, don’t get me wrong, but remembering that we have a kids club to run up to the day before we leave really does weary me out.  Granted, 5 a.m. after a night of no sleep is probably not the best time to be thinking about that.

My brain is everywhere and nowhere right now, and I can only imagine what it’s going to be like in a couple hours. I’m thinking a nap is in the plans for today.  Until then, I think I have a date with my tea and Leviticus and a certain windowsill. (Maybe that will put me back asleep…)


P.S. Literally seconds before I post this, I receive a very challenging and encouraging email from my mentor back home. It’s always so cool when that happens. Good timing, Katie/Holy Spirit! You make a good team.

It was too early on the morning this picture was taken, too.
It was too early on the morning this picture was taken, too.

One Comment Add yours

  1. Marshall says:

    I ready for you to be in Canada too, sis!

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