That didn't work. That was probably the worst sleep I've had this year. No, that's not true. Those nights in the driver's seat of the rental van were pretty bad. So was that night on the ferry. Oh, and those nights in Toronto. Especially the night I seriously hurt my foot (I sometimes think I broke a small bone). I appreciate that those people opened their home up to us, and I had a good time, but the cushions from two chairs wasn't exactly comfortable for the four of us, even though we were all spooning each other. I guess a more accurate statement would be that that was probably the worst sleep I've had in my own bed this year. On the bright side, I think I figured out what's gotten into me. It's called "withdrawal."

Last year, I got my period.