A whole lot of nothing happening here

This may be one of the shortest blog posts ever for two reasons:

1. I am cold and need to get by the fire.

2. I barely slept a wink last night and I am so tired.

If you read yesterday’s post then you’ll know that #2 means that the 4-7-8 breathing technique didn’t really work for me. Maybe what they meant was breathe in for four seconds, hold your breath for seven and exhale for eight, then pop an Ambien and you’ll be asleep in no time.

And I feel stupid for complaining about the cold because it’s going to be about 26 degrees here tonight. Which I feel is practically North Pole conditions. But I had a conversation with my friend and editor, Carol at Tyndale, earlier and she said it’s like 30 below there. Apparently her eyes almost froze on the way to her car yesterday morning. So, you know, cry me a river about my twenty-six degrees because that’s what they call SPRINGTIME in Chicago.

Anyway, I won’t even bore you with details of my day because they were extraordinarily mundane even for me. It involved a lot of answering emails, filling out forms, researching insurance options and trying to figure out why eight of my eyelashes are longer than all the rest.

Then about 2:00 p.m. I got a teary call from Caroline that she wasn’t feeling good and was achy and had a sore throat and could I please come pick her up from school? So I rushed to school because she did sound really pitiful. I was really worried it might be the beginning of the flu because I feel like everyone I know has it or has had it, but she seemed to rebound after resting on the couch for a couple of hours. And I hope that holds because I’m leaving town tomorrow for a speaking thing and I hate to be away when she’s sick. It seems like last year she got sick without fail every time I was about to leave town which caused me no small amount of stress.

And now I have bored even myself to sleep. Maybe this is the real key to falling asleep. Forget the deep breathing exercises, I can just type myself to sleep because I’m so uninterested in what’s in my own head.

See y’all tomorrow for Fashion Friday.