Stayed up with a friend and worked on my research paper until 11pm.
Emailed said paper to professor with a huge rock in my stomach.
Tried to go to sleep.
Tossed and turned for 2 hours with thoughts of failing the class and not graduating.
(Perhaps I should tell you that when I cannot sleep, there are two sure-fire ways to help me
1) give me 3 cocktails
2) Vince plays guitar and sings me my favorite lullabies)
Vince (who is in Nebraska on business) was in the car with a coworker on the way home from dinner. With a whiney voice and tears in my eyes I told him I couldn't sleep because I'm so scared about my paper.
He asked if I needed him to sing to me.
I said yes.
So he did. He sang two lullabies to me. While in the car with a coworker.
And then I slept like a baby.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
Please pray, send good thoughts, do a dance, or whatever you do. I have to pass this class and it all hinges on the paper.