Well, the Anxiety Closet Opened Up and Unleashed While Trying to Sleep Monday Night. Guess the Last Few Weeks are Catching Up

Of course, none of my streaming packages came with the UCONN/Michigan game, so I listened to is via online radio stations. I didn't make it to 2nd half, though, because I needed sleep...which I got for about an hour and then woke up in a panic processing all needing to be done and worrying about all back at my parental home front. I got very sporadic sleep, knowing I needed to spend most of yesterday prepping for classes and getting the house in livable shape (like juice in the fridge and bread). 

I'm hoping for much better sleep tonight. I can't imagine my body could do to me what it did last night. It reminded me of my late 20s when I couldn't sleep for the life of me...manic brain always on the go-go-go.

Speaking of, yesterday's #VerseLove26 prompt was simple. Find a photo...use it as a subject and begging with an alliterative line and end with one, too. I have a whole series of my parents sleeping with Karal besides them, but went with the day dad was bribed to shave with Apple pie and fritters. Whatever it takes. It was a playful prompt, so I went with a playful response. 

Meanwhile, I'm daydreaming about a pillow.

Doobie Doo 

Ding-Dong Dilly-dallying, Doodle-Day Dumbass

Dad bathed, had a shave,

poetically-thrilled to dance & rave,

Departure done, dog in toe,

Meals on wheels,

go-go-go.

whoa! whoa! whoa!

a quick return,

cabinets bare, spend what I earn,

alarmingly-panicked, it’s back to work

need a shower, clean hair a perk.

Bing-bong, bippity-boo, babbling Bry, do as I do.