Tossing Turning

Lastnight my mind was so fully of crap... irritation... complete and udder nonsense, from a cat that got run over 16 years ago, to being introduced as a visitor in church yesterday, to when the heck is my period due, to high and mightier than thou bloggers, to the color purple (not the movie the actual color), to wow I hate when books end like that so I will have to read the next one, I was just feeling so anxious and stir crazy. On top of it my legs started cramping up, and my poor husband must have been having nasal issues because he kept making really odd noises, and I finally fell asleep and dreamt about going on the Mega Loop at the State Fair singing "Hey, baby, que paso? I thought I was your only vato." at the top of my lungs, only to be awoke by that same feeling of anxiety. At least when I woke up this morning, I didn't feel that way. Instead I felt like this is going to be a good week, Ain't nothing gonna break my stride, Nobodys gonna slow me down, oh-no I gotta keep on moving.