I started having that sleep problem again. This time I woke at 2:30am and never got back to sleep. I was bopping around school, giddy, chatty, you name it. It wasn't pretty.

Tried to sleep this afternoon but I think I only got about a half hour under my belt. Despite the deliciousness that is a warm bed on a sunny afternoon, I was unable to relish it fully. Ding-dang it.

It's gotta be a combination of stress and hormones. Stress alone has never done this. But then, give a post-forty body a new dose of hormones, those fun ones that spike at weird times and in weird amounts, and who's to say this isn't what it looks and feels like?

I'll cop to it: my current stress has meant that I manage to take my daily required pill but nothing else. I forget my hormone cream twice a day, and I haven't taken my vitamins for a few weeks. Also, I haven't exercised regularly in a bit. I did my dishes today, and even got through a load of laundry. Minor victories.

The good thing is that, when the weight is lifted (whether or not another replaces it), one's body and spirit float nearly effortless to the surface.