Sometimes I think our bodies just know

I've always thought that sometimes, when our bodies are under a great deal of stress, that it just knows it has to keep it together and fight off those germs...and then it knows when the stress is over and it can just succumb.  That's kind of where I feel that I am right now.  After getting through the tough part of the beginning of the summer, I was thrown into the toughest part of my volunteer job as treasurer for the high school band boosters.  Band camp began today, and all the finances, both incoming and outgoing, had to be handled before the bus pulled out of the lot.  I was in charge of check in and all paperwork being accounted for...I didn't mind, but it had meant hours and hours over the last couple of weeks making sure everything was updated properly and handling the details.  Today, the bus pulled out right on time.  I came home, I've had a very brief nap and two cups of coffee, and I still could not be more tired.  I know part of it is that I haven't slept well in forever, but especially this week.  I've been having dreams that I showed up at check-in without the necessary paperwork and had to wing it, and worse than that, I've been having dreams that my father is dying.  Obviously that has already happened, but in many ways the dreams are kind of like going through it all over again.  Not helping the sleep at all.  I have to be up very early to get Catherine to cross country practice in the morning, but I am looking forward to early bed, and hopefully a good night sleep tonight!