"To sleep, perchance to dream:"

"--ay, there's the rub;
for in that sleep of death what dreams may
come,"
- Hamlet (III, i, 65-68)

Sunday night and I am still waiting for my chance to sleep. The week is always crazy with work, never mind trying to find time for a life. And then there's the weekend. Yes. I get to do what I want. Go out. Spend time with
family. Run errands. Work out. Do nothing. Read. Watch TV. Catch a movie. See friends. Hang out. Have a drink (maybe two, okay, make that three). Cook. Clean. Laundry. Mow the lawn. Vacuum, Clean the litter box. Ah, yes. All to do. In a weekend. 2 days. Work 5 days a week, then shove the rest of my life into the weekend. And what do I REALLY want to do on the weekend? Sleep. To have that chance to dream.

Oh, it's not that bad. I do have fun. I had a great Friday night. Dinner with my brother, future sister-in-law, and niece. I arrive and my niece puts her arms out for me. Can you ask for a better welcome than that? So, I kneel down and open my arms for her. Does she run into my arms? No. Does she give me a kiss? Not then. I'm at her level. With a straw in hand, she puts her plastic menu on the floor, sits down, and looks as me as if to say what's taking so long, hurry up and sit with me! Dinner went by quickly. Went back to my brother's place and put my niece to sleep. Then started cooking. Let me explain. Whenever I go to my brother's house, I usually end up cooking, baking, something. Friday night it was fudge. Peanut butter fudge. Mmm. I have to make sure that I can make 3 different types of fudge that's good enough to use for guest gifts at my brother's wedding.


Saturday. Didn't get a chance to sleep much Friday night, but I was up early and worked out in the morning. It felt so good. Errands came next. A couple of hours at my friend's pool. I had to leave because I was too close to falling sleep in the lounge chair, and I really don't want to deal with the burn. Pampered myself with a pedicure. I have the cutest toes right now! I know they're just toes and it's just a little bit of polish, but I don't get pedicures and I hardly ever paint the toes. Went out Saturday night. Had so much fun. Threw a few darts and got to spend time with friends. No one in particular, but I can usually find someone. Met some new people, Saw some old friends. That's how a night out should be.

Sunday. Still didn't get to sleep. Sunday's usually my one day to sleep as late as I like. Probably should have gotten to sleep before 4:30AM. Definitely should have gotten home before 8AM. II wanted to spend time with my niece BEFORE she had to to go bed or over to her grandmother's for the night, so I was back at my brother's house. Gives him a chance to clean while I entertain the child. It's now after 10:30PM, and I still need a nap!

Now, I want to sleep. Perchance...