At 3 am this morning something woke me up from a deep sleep and my brain wouldn’t let me go back to sleep. I tried meditative breathing, listening to light piano music and just plain old counting sheep. As I was lying there trying to sleep I wondered why counting sheep? I mean really why is that still something we all go back to? I have no idea if I have any shepherds in my family history so I’m not sure if counting sheep would even apply to me. I did google the phrase counting sheep later on in the day but it really didn’t shed any light on the situation. I guess if we still drank dairy in our house I could have tried warm milk but that doesn’t even sound appetizing so I guess I’m glad there wasn’t any milk to try it with. I’m not much of a drinker either so having a shot of something wasn’t an option either. I finally gave up and just opened my kindle up and read until the alarm went off and by alarm I mean my husband, who gets up 20 minutes before me and then comes to wake me up. Thank you honey. I’m hoping that tonight nothing wakes me up and I can get a full nights sleep. But just in case I downloaded a couple more books today.♥♥♥