Tis a lovely O-dark:30 here. Gotta love insomnia, it makes it much easier to figure out how to make DD#3's service dog vest better for when she needs to pick Trixie up.
Then dumb tater brain jumps to some other random thing I can't even remember, plus things I should do before DD#3's appt this afternoon, etc. 
So... Here I am, in bed, with my tablet, while Trixie is sound asleep beside me, and everyone else is enjoying the inside of their eyelids and totally unaware that anything else exists.



It's only the 4th night in a row.


Just slightly frustrated, and a very sore shoulder

Then dumb tater brain jumps to some other random thing I can't even remember, plus things I should do before DD#3's appt this afternoon, etc. 
So... Here I am, in bed, with my tablet, while Trixie is sound asleep beside me, and everyone else is enjoying the inside of their eyelids and totally unaware that anything else exists.



It's only the 4th night in a row.


Just slightly frustrated, and a very sore shoulder


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