A Road Less Travelled

Yesterday I was very tired. I’ve been burning the candle at both ends, as they say. I have some ’sooper sekret’ Christmas presents I want to finish so I’ve been up late and then yesterday I got up early to try to get some exercise in. Combined with Crystal declaring yesterday a crash day I was very tired and very relaxed. The children were occupied with Isaac’s new Lego Batman for the Wii game and I was sitting on the bed knitting and reading and being very tired.

My book was fascinating and I wanted to keep knitting, but my eyelids kept gaining weight and soon I couldn’t even prop them open. When I checked on the kids they seemed to be doing fine so I stretched out on the bed and just closed my eyes for a minute.

I never noticed when I fell asleep so I didn’t notice when I started dreaming. And the dream looked so much like my life that I couldn’t tell the difference. Crystal got a call that her father had died so she and Seth were going back to Erie for his funeral. The kids, including Hope, were staying here with me at the hotel. Plus I had four clocks that were a couple hours off each other so I couldn’t figure out what time it was. As I listened to Seth, Crystal and Dad, who suddenly showed up, discuss plane tickets I began drifting in and out of wakefulness.

I finally landed on this side of sleep and found myself flopped sideways on the bed trying to wrap my mind around watching six children all by myself at the hotel. I didn’t like it, but funerals are important. I was trying to figure out what time it was, still flopped sideways on the bed, when there was a knock at the door. I tried to be awake, but didn’t make it all the way up in time. Noah opened the door to the housekeeping dude. He looked at me flopped and, to all intents and purposes, asleep and said, “I’ll come back later.”

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to hotel life. There are just so many new ways to be embarrassed.

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