all my troubles seemed so far away. Writing and yoga in the morning -- and a little less caffeine. During Sage's naptime I trained with hand weights, cleaned house, prepped food for lunch and dinner. Early evening we went to the beach to let Sage and Folsom run around. Afternoon temps had been in the 60s and it was sunny, but by early evening cold and rainy conditions had swept over the beach. Nobody felt much like playing.
I felt exhausted by Sage's bedtime and fell asleep reading to her. I dozed off and on, and then woke up about midnight and dragged myself into my bed. Walking around the house I noticed I didn't feel well. I still feel a little strange this morning but can't pinpoint what is different. Hmm.