I know where ours are.
They're in bed asleep and have been since about 4:30. It's been a really long day.
Hopper had to be at the hospital for her surgery at 5:30 this morning, so we had to get up at 4:30 and forego showers in order to make it to the hospital in time, in spite of the fact the hotel was only minutes away from the hospital. I'm so glad we stayed in a hotel instead of driving from 100 miles away. We didn't get enough sleep as it was.
Hopper had a couple of small and short-lived panic attacks last night, but she was able to get herself under control and sleep. Sort of. I heard both her and Scooter in the night making noises or whimpering all night long. Plus it took forever for them to fall asleep in the first place. They tossed and turned, even though it was hours past their bedtime, and they didn't fall asleep until well past 11:00 last night. So it's no wonder they were in bed and fast asleep within 30 minutes or so of us walking in the door.
I've been dozing at my computer off and on while trying to finish this post. I got no more sleep than the girls, although I did fall asleep doing the head bob in the car on the way home. My neck being sore is so worth the 30 minutes or so of sleep I got, but once again I find myself bob bob bobbling along.
Shoot. I feel asleep again.I'm just going to bed.
Oh yeah. Hopper did great. Took a little while longer to get her to wake up after anesthesia than normal, but I think that's because of the total lack of sleep last night. They were able to save the tooth and were able to just replace the crown. She grinds her teeth in her sleep, and she ground all the way through the crown and tore the edge of it up like a the top of a tin can, and it hurt her tongue. Poor thing. We're so very thankful that they were able to save the tooth.
And the other good news? She had no cavities.
And fade to black. As in the back of my eyelids.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.