Rest, Rest, and More Rest

I slept 10 hours last night! Granted, I did have a weird dream involving flying roaches, an amusement park, and chocolate. Monday, I stayed at the house and did absolutely nothing. Brock went out that night with some of the guys, but I stayed home.

Yesterday, we had a couple of meetings and errands to run. We left the house at about 8:30am and returned at 5pm. At about 1 or so in the afternoon, both of us began fading again.

Sometimes after we've had a hard trip on the road, it takes a few days to recover. In the morning, we'll feel great, but by the afternoon, we're done. At other times, it takes a couple of days before we actually feel like resting...a delayed reaction. For example, Sunday night, you would have thought that I'd sleep for ten hours, but that didn't happen until last night. Right now, we are fortunate enough to have some time off where we can rest whenever we need to.