“Moses supposes his toes are roses, but Moses supposes erroneaously.”

 Anyone? Name that movie!

I was awoken at 2 am by this:

Knocking something over and creating one hell of a crash.  A crash that jolted me out of a deep sleep.  I was never able to find it, but from that moment on, I was awake.

And, I had to get up at 5am; thanks to a conference call I had to be at work for at 6am.  I finally gave up at the idea I would just go back to sleep.  My mind was already doing calculations, putting together to do lists, and thinking about how the rest of the week was going to play out.  (Garbanzo is going out of town for the weekend, so I get to run kids to & from school, take them to TKD practice, a TKD tourney, a sleep over, and all that fun stuff. My brain was already starting to work it all out.)

I was up.  I started getting things done figuring I would hit upon something that would put me back to sleep.  Nope.  I watched TV – bad TV, boring TV.  Nope.  Still awake.  I finally just gave up. 

About that time, I also started realizing that I was not feeling well.  But, I was being an optimist, I thought it was because I had been up too early with too little sleep. I thought I was hungry.  I thought I just needed to get going.

Nope.  I got to work, had my conference call, grabbed my work stuff, and came back home to work.  Which in the end was fine, I am always a bit more productive outside of the office – maybe it’s all of those drive-bys I’m avoiding.  (Drive-bys are people who come by your desk, interrupt your work, and leave a problem with you instead of taking it with them.)

When Garbanzo and the girls came home with dinner, they had brought me flowers – pink roses. 

Oh, and the quote at the top is from the classic movie Singing in the Rain.  I love that movie.