If Sleeping were an Olympic Sport:

Gold medal, right here.

After my day of snowshoeing I had the make the hour drive back from Sedro Woolley to Kirkland. This was not easy. I was exhausted due to the lack of sleep, fresh air and physical exertion. I really just wanted to get home and close my eyes for just a little bit. I curled up on the couch around 4:30, queued up a couple Hulu shows and was out like a light by 5:00 pm. When 9:30 AM, Sunday morning, rolled around, you can understand my confusion. Certainly, I could not have slept through the night. Oh, but yes, I certainly did. For 16.5 hours, on a couch no less. I think that’s a personal best. Record-breaking.

I may have inadvertently missed the Rosie Thomas Christmas Concert but sleeping felt so good. So so good.