So hubs is in our new house and me and little bit are in the old house for one more week. It's been fine but I had my dogs here (90 pound mutt who sounds scary). Hubs took them because the movers are coming this week.

It's 3:30 and I've been up for an hour and a half because every time I try to go to sleep I hear something and I freak out. Ugh I am exhausted and tomorrow is going to suck if I can't get back to sleep.

And of course my brain goes to the worst case scenario.