I had the worst night. I could not get to sleep, and when I did, I had horrendous dreams of me driving over a bridge between NJ and PA with the kids (not sure where Dave was) to escape Hurricane Sandy and having the bridge collapse while we were on it. And, then we'd brace to plunge into the swollen river below, and I'd wake up. How random and frightening is that? and why am I dreaming about that? I need a dream analyst. I was writing about 'self-driving' abroad for work, and there are lots of reasons why that's a bad idea in various countries, but that specific concern did not come up while I was writing. :o\
On a happier note, the kids did a terrific job this morning in getting up and (mostly) dressed and ready to go to camp without much attention from me. This is what we want.
We also tried hunting for lightening bugs last night, but it's just too darn bright at 8:45...and it was still pretty hot too (it topped off at 94 yesterday). 100s are coming later this week.
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