"What the hell was that?"  my husband asked sitting bolt upright in bed.

"I sneezed," I said innocently.

"That didn't sound natural" Dave replied half asleep and wholly incrededulous.

Granted, it was 2:15 am and I'd been awake for at least 30 minutes by now.  And I suppose that it's not very common to awoken by a sneeze.  A robust full fledged sneeze at that.  I still wasn't sure Dave was awake, but he assured me that he was,  and I got the giggles.  He was trying to go back to sleep, and I couldn't stop laughing.  Then I burped, because, well, that's what I've been doing a lot of lately.  That started a whole new round of laughter while my poor husband wondered if I had finally gone around the bend. 

Last night was the worst sleep night ever.  Up at 12:30 am.  Up before 2:00 and remaining is an alert state until 3:30.  I finally officially got up at 5:30 for yoga class.  A good class, I admit, but I am pretty sure my dog went down and has yet to come back up. 

I'm home early from work and hoping to take a nap before the symphony tonight.  I really think tonight I might be able to sleep the whole night through.  I really hope so.

4:20:00 PM