So last night I tried hard to sleep.
And I tried harder.
The harder I tried, the further away the sleep moved till it was beyond my reach.
So the last time I remember seeing the clock, it was after three am.
About 5:30 am my alarm went off to start the day. I recall that it took three tries to turn off the alarm.
I was out the door at 6 am, for our 6:30 prayer time.
Then I was off to a pastors meeting, in a town about 45 minutes away.
Then I was back to Wetaskiwin for a lunch meeting with our Deacons.
Then I was getting supplies for our Moms Of PreSchoolers which is on Thursday.
Then I got home and returned some calls, and fell asleep for 15 minutes.
Then we fought traffic and a bad icy rain and snow storm to get to Edmonton, to pick up Hillary at the bus station.
Then we came home. It was 10:30 pm.
And I showered and crawled into bed and here I am. Tired beyond tired.
Lots of good was lived out today. Lots of great moments. Lots of tired, punchy, bad jokes.
And now, lots of sleep.
Night from the field.