Migraine

Our day has ended. The week is approaching its close and I am tired. I am sleepy and achy. I've had a migraine troubling me for the past two days. The Husband is sleeping. Hugo with his achy gums and runny nose is sleeping. Rodrigo and Annabelle are sleeping at my feet, curled into the blanket I have wrapped myself into. They wait for a sign from me that it's time to retire to the bedroom. I can't sleep. My mind is full and busy and sore.