Dear Diary,
it's 11:30 PM, and I cannot sleep. I was on vacation until two days ago and did not get much sleep or drink much water the entire trip...thus I arrived home feeling miserable and have been sleep-walking through my days.
Today I found out that a friend had removed me as a friend on Facebook and I overreacted, took it personally, and cried at my desk. Emailed for an explanation and received a vague "what are you talking about?" reply.
Then another friend emailed me an hour ago about a situation she'd been struggling with, and it was like God was saying, "See? You two have a lot in common. Learn from your mistakes and from hers." (I also felt God telling me to "Get my house in order for the next season of my life" but I don't know what that means and also it could warrant its own diary entry.)
I took a two hour nap tonight which completely throws off any kind of a sleep schedule. I've begun dreading going to bed at night as sleep evades me and results in a cranky Lea Ann who doesn't "play well with others" as a potential report card would say about me.
The good news is that the trip to California was extremely fun but also a bit of a whirlwind. As I process the five full days and sort through photos and videos, hopefully I'll find tidbits to save as a record of the trip. I also vow to return to San Francisco before another four years go by.
Thanks for listening. Time to get some sleep.
Nighty night. Don't let the bed bugs bite.
(WHY do they tell children that before sleep.... just the idea of bedbugs causes my skin to crawl.)