Because my pillow is calling

I realize I didn’t post anything yesterday. Let me explain why.

I was so tired I could hardly stand up straight, like so tired that I went to bed at 8:45 on Sunday night.

8:45.

The last time 8:45 was my bedtime I was ten years old and mad that I had to go to bed before Taxi was over. It’s not that I really enjoyed the show Taxi as much as I just pretended to so I could stay up a little later.

Anyway, it’s a safe assumption that I had a great time at DotMom over the weekend. The only problem is I sometimes have trouble sleeping in a strange hotel room. This is in spite of the fact that I now travel with my own mini-fan to help with the air circulation. I should probably be embarrassed that I’ve become that high maintenance, but I’m not.

I also had some pillow issues because I require five pillows in a hotel bed situation. One for my head and two on each side of me, thereby creating a nest configuration.

And now you’re so bored that you’ve clicked away and I can write about whatever I want.

The truth is I’m still tired. It turns out that getting four hours of sleep over a three day period of time isn’t really conducive to productivity or coherent thought or the ability to put paragraphs together.

So I promise I’ll be back tomorrow with all manner of things you probably don’t care about and use way too many words to tell you all about it.

But right now?

I have to go to bed.