Sleep. Ah yes. I can remember times when I actually used to get the required amount needed to maintain the ability to function properly throughout my day. Those times seem to be far in the foggy past (not very well remembered by my tired brain I guess). Sleep is one of those little things you sometimes take for granted till you’re running short enough on it that you don’t function well anymore!
Hope was awake last night. Hmm. Let me re-phrase that.
Hope was Wide Awake, Happy, Active, Excited, and Bright-Eyed (which is more than I can say for Richard and myself) until some time after 1:00 AM this morning! She had such a fun night, trying to laugh, waving her little arms in the air, and kicking so excitedly. We did miss the sleep we weren’t getting, but she is so worth it and is so much fun to interact with.
Unfortunantly, our day started very early the next morning.
As it turns out, “very early” was apparently way too early to get nearly enough sleep to function properly.
Richard had to be up at 4:30 AM to take a puppy down the the airport. I was trying my hardest to let him get as much sleep as possible so every time Hope started fussing to eat I would quickly jump out of bed to get her before she woke Richard up. I woke up again to her fussing, and as I was getting up I hear Richard tell me he’ll get Hope for me, as he had to get up anyway. I was surprised to find he was awake, and when I commented on it he told me he had just been hitting snooze on the alarm for the past 30 minutes. I must have been sleeping so soundly … our alarm always wakes me up, and it had been going off at 5 minute intervals for 30 minutes and I hadn’t had a clue!
He brought me Hope, and I fed her again and settled her in bed with me as he left for the airport. A couple hours later I awoke to a strange warmth in my left hand. Opening my eyes I was rather confused to find a foil wrapped breakfast burrito had mysteriously materialized in my bedroom and settled in my hand! A confused inquiry across the house brought Richard (who had returned from the airport) to the bedroom where he proceeded to laugh at me. Apparently he had called on his way home (I didn’t wake up enough to hear the phone) to ask if I was hungry. After getting no answer, he brought me a breakfast burrito, walked in the bedroom, woke me up and told me he brought me breakfast, and gave me the burrito before heading back out to the kitchen to eat his. Honestly though, all I remember is waking up (apparently 30 minutes later) in a state of confusion regarding a burrito that appeared by itself in my hand!
Since Richard had been up really early taking the puppy to the airport already, I thought I would make the drive we needed to pick up a big (1,000 lb) bale of hay for the horses that morning. I told him if he hitched up the trailer for me, he could go take a nap while I got the hay. I backed the truck up, he hitched the trailer, told me I was good to go, and went back to bed. As I was returning home towing the hay, the trailer started making strange jerking and clunking noises. I slowly pulled over and stopped – just at the top of a big hill – to get out and find that the only thing keeping the trailer from rolling back down the hill was the safety chains … it was not hitched to the truck anymore! I called Richard to tell him we had a problem, the trailer hitch had come off the truck, he told me the pin (that locked the hitch) had probably fallen out, and the trailer had sliped off. So back I went to jump on the front of the trailer and try to re-hitch it up to the truck. All went well until I got the trailer hitch back on the truck … and couldn’t seem to lock it into place … until I realized the pin WAS still in the trailer hitch … In the UNLOCKED position! Seems Richard had set the trailer hitch on the truck and completely forgotten to latch and secure it in place before I left that morning (although he did swear repeatedly that he hadn’t been trying to kill me). At least he did remember the safety chains or I would have been watching cars dodging out of the way as my trailer and hay went rolling back down the hill in my review mirror!
After re-hitching the trailer (properly this time) I made it back home, we unloaded the hay, and I came in to feed Hope again. I noticed her little nightgown (that Richard had put on her that morning) was fitting a little loose around her neck, then I noticed the tag on the inside under her chin. As I started to give Richard a hard time about remembering to put the tags toward the back … I noticed the large puppy patch (that was suppost to be on her chest) in the middle of her back!
Shortly later in the morning, Richard went out to check a cracked water pipe under a faucet in our yard. While checking it … it snapped clean off giving him a nice shower! After shutting off the main water line to the house he started digging up the pipe and sent me to town to buy the stuff he needed to fix it. That worked great till I found myself standing in Home Depot staring at bags of rocks too heavy for me to lift into my cart, or from the cart to the car for that matter. Meanwhile, back at home Richard was upside-down face first in a muddy hole trying to saw off the broken pipe 4 feet deep in the hole. Wet and muddy and almost done, he heard someone honk their horn. Rather than trying to get out of the hole right then, he figured they could wait for just a minute … he continued sawing faster and faster, while someone kept honking the horn intermettently every 30 seconds or so. The dogs started barking, the horn sounded again, and he finaly got the pipe sawed off, climbed out of the hole, went to the gate, and there was no-one there… He had stuck our car keys and remote in his pocket and had not realized he was pushing the button while in the hole causing the horn to honk on our own car!
As some point you have to just give up on a day and go back to bed!