One More Night in St. Paul

Work was busy today and I worried I wouldn't get out of there at 4pm like I had planned. But when Rob called at 3pm saying he needed me to run to the bank to get the cashiers check, my guys told me to go on home, "oh but hey could you do this for me really quick? It'll take five minutes!" When I finally did leave, anxiety manifested itself as tension in my neck, which spread to my back.

We picked up our rental truck on time, and drove it to Stillwater to get the piano from Wally and Cheryl's. Thankfully, no one got hurt and the piano was unharmed as well.

Our bed has been taken apart, boxes are stacked in the living room, and the cats are bewildered. I feel like I should be ready to fall asleep but I'm wired. Tomorrow's a big day, and I keep thinking about all the stuff I need to do. I just hope that I can sleep through the night without interruption.