Spring, huh?

OK, so I hit the wrong button the other day, so be it. I didn't really have anything I was desperate to get out into cyberspace, so I'll let that one be a miss.
It rained last night! And the thunder! Yippee!
As we went to bed last night, the thunder and lightning was booming and flashing, and I'd seen on the news that there was a tornado sighting near by. So, being a responsible parent and spouse, I determined to listen for any impending doom rolling down our street...
Was that a freight train I heard? Or something much more sinister? Or was that a car....
What was THAT!?! Oh, that was another car.
Why is it suddenly so quiet?
Whah? Oh, that was the cat...
This went on for hours until the rain and the storm stopped, and then it just kept on going...
Do I have my presentation materials mapped out for that class on Thursday....
What should I do about training...
Could that be an issue that comes up...
I'm hot.
I'm cold.
I'm hungry.
Is my nose stuffy?
Can't sleep.
Can't sleep.
Can't remember HOW to sleep....
What is my place in the universe...
How long can I go before I die from lack of sleep...
How much sleep MUST I have to teach the 5:45am bike class this morning....
Should I even TRY to sleep now, or would I be better off just knitting something.
I can't knit. Mom taught me, and I've already forgotten.....
How do you hold the needles?
What exactly holds a sweater together?
What is a purl?
Knitting? Crocheting? Macrame? Weaving on a loom?
STOP IT! GET OUT OF BED AND READ OR WATCH TV OR SOMETHING!!!!
This went on until 3:30 this morning, when, with only an hour and a half left before my alarm, I crawled back into bed after having watched a movie and a half in the dark downstairs den.
I crawled back in, snuggled under the warm covers, and started to wonder....
Should I create a fresh handout....
How many people will be there....
Should I bring in chairs....
How detailed should this get....
Why IS the sky blue?
Where IS WALDO?

Sleep deprivation, even for one night, is toxic. It happens to me occasionally, although hardly at all compared to even five or ten years ago, and it really throws my view of reality off a couple of notches. I referred to the floor as the ceiling in my first yoga class this morning.
This should be an interesting day...