I had about two hours of sleep last night. Insomnia doesn't get me too often, but when it does, it really is irritating. I'm sure if you've had it, you understand. When I was younger, I used to wish for fewer sleeping hours so I could get more done. It doesn't really work that way in my house though. I'm always concerned that I'll wake my hubby or that the dogs will go off (my way of saying that they're barking like crazy in the morning and are our alarm clocks) because they hear me moving around or see the light on, which would definitely wake my hubby. I can't go into another room and close the door. Well, I could if I wanted to spend the time in the bathroom, but there are no other doors on any of the other rooms in our house. The bedroom is like a loft. It takes up the entire upstairs and is about the size of half of the house, but there isn't a bedroom door. So, I normally turn the light on very quietly (Elly tends to go off when it comes on and she can hear it even though she is made to stay downstairs!) and then I read. I used to think I'd spend the time cleaning or sewing. Ha!
You may wonder why Elly has to stay downstairs. Well she and Barkley don't like Barney. Or maybe they like him too much. They chase the poor little guy relentlessly and in the process tear up the room. So, both dogs have been banished to the downstairs and Barney gets the upstairs. He only ventures down when he hears them go outside. We use a baby gate on the stairs to keep them apart and we humans climb over it. Lots of fun, but you make adjustments for the little furry loves of your life.
I had a lot of fun yesterday picking out business cards and beading. Today, I have the mountain of laundry I've been putting off. I hope to do some more beading while I work on it though.