That was the most bizarre nights of sleep ever.

If you can call it sleep.

I was up until 3:30...then up and down since then. I was awake at 5 and I don't remember other times. But a lot.

But yes. Tossed and turned. Did not to go bed at 2, like I said. Or 3. Not until almost 3:30. Am still up now.

Damn. I'm good.

Edit: Oh and I woke up to this *POUNDING* that I could not figure out. So my mind made the situation "Candace said 7, not 7:30 and has been beating down your door for the past 10 minutes"

So I dash up the stairs...but now Candace. I think Mama might have been hammering something. Or hitting something violently against a counter. I don't ask questions.