We got into Dulles and off the plane at 3:05 am. We got to the gate of the 8:00 am flight that we are on standby for at 3:40 am. I woke up due to hustle and bustle in the terminal at 5:15 am… That’s 1 hour, and 35 minutes of sleep since I got up yesterday morning at 6:15 am. That means one can assume a few things:
- I am cranky. So cranky I am feeling hateful towards ummmm… just about everyone and everything that my eyes land on. I felt hateful towards a pillow pet this morning already… It’s a pillow, it’s a pet, it’s a pillow pet!
- Hubs needs sleep. He needs sleep more than I do. He can’t really go without it. So the worry radar is going out of control.
- I will repeat the first bullet. I am cranky. I am going to struggle with normal human courtesies from here until I can finally take a “nap” or sleep. I am just hoping and praying that we get on this first flight out, and can get to sleep ASAP. I fear I will fall asleep in the car on the way to Barre… Probably mid-convo. These things are really probably for the best, so I don’t end up crankypants at anyone.
I have acquired Starbucks. I do not see much hope of it helping. In fact, just the thought of it is a little hard to imagine drinking. 😦 Please send Anti-Cranky Vibes my way!!!