I’ve slept terribly the past few nights. I think it has to do with the lingering cough I’ve had since before the holidays. Kelly and I took the kids to a puppet show at the N.C. Museum of Art on Saturday morning and I fell asleep right in the middle of it.

Last night, though, I slept beautifully. You can tell any morning you catch me singing and dancing that I must have slept well. I don’t know what made the difference, though. Maybe I’m getting over my cough, or a change in diet, or the absence of allergens after we vacuumed Friday. I wish I knew. I was even going to set up a video camera to film myself sleeping last night but thought it too much work. If I had, it would’ve showed me sleeping like a baby, which isn’t particularly telling.

Last January I had another sleep study set up but I had to cancel it due to business travel. I never tried rescheduling it until a few weeks ago, when Rex Hospital told me I had to get it reauthorized. Though I slept well last night, I’d like to know why sometimes I don’t. It sure would be nice to wake up like this every day!