It’s been a long day. Writing in the middle of the day is much more enjoyable than trying to think at the end of a 14 hour day! But for the sake of science, here it goes:

Yesterday, I thought I was getting off Scot-free. Almost. The honest person in me must admit that I suffered a headache at the end of my day. As I started to reach for the typical over the counter pill, I paused – reconsidered and made a cup of tea. (Chamomile tea to be exact.) I crawled into bed thinking that the tea was not going to ease my pain and I was not going to get a good night sleep.

Hah. I slept like the dead. I didn’t wake up when the hoot owls started screeching. I did not wake up when my volunteer firefighter husband ran on a fire call around midnight. I slept soundly until my alarm jolted me awake. I have to wonder. Am I still eating something I should not be? Or I am just stuck dealing with these symptoms?

The answer is worth the effort, I think. Until tomorrow…