
I got home from my week at Arrowmont at about 10pm Friday.  I has slept a total of maybe 14 hours for the week...I just can't sleep at that school.  It's a combination of being hyperfocused on art and uncomfortable in the heat and the dorm room with people I don't know.  I could not wait to get home.  Yes, I missed my husband, too.
I felt ok yesterday morning, but felt more and more tired as the day went on.  We went shopping for new soccer cleats for our youngest and I just tried to be quiet because I was so out of sorts I was afraid I would say something mean.  I skipped lunch and that combined with the sleep deprivation made for a brain busting migraine.  I notice as I get older that I am more sensitive with my headaches.  I have to have everthing just right to stay pain-free.  My head hurt so bad last night that I had a panic attack.
By the grace of God, I survived the night, but I feel lousy today. 
  I managed to get through church and brunch and a load of laundry and I still need to go to the grocery store and get stuff for the girls to take their lunch to British Challengers soccer camp this week.  When I was at Penland in '04, Shanna Leino and I were talking about how we are so tired after a craft school session.  She said next time we shoud go to a spa for a couple of days before heading home - so true.  I feel like I have to be right back into mom mode and I don't feel up to it, but that's really not fair,so I plug along and guzzle coffee.
England won and I am glad.  David Beckahm is a work of art.