I think my guardian angel had the day off. Or at least the night shift. Or was on a break..
That's the only explanation I can give for having such bad dreams.
The kind that make you not want to go back to sleep, too worried that you'll continue with the dream..
I think Lulu know this. That's why she is so insistent sometimes to make sure I'm awake.
She doesn't have to go potty. She doesn't want a treat. She just wants to make sure I'm out of that sleep that is so restless.
So that's why I'm blogging at 4 am. Don't want to go back to sleep...too afraid I'll continue with the bad dream.
You know what?
I think the angel in this story did wake me up out of that bad dream.
I think my angel on-duty was Lulu.
I think the bad dream was the Jalapeno Cheddar Cheetos I ate before bedtime.
I think I'll try taking a little nap before the alarm really goes off...
I think I think too much....
Hmmmm - I'll have to think about that....
G'night ( good morning) and sweet dreams...........