Visions of Sugarplums

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

I laid Rachel down for a much needed afternoon nap.  I followed suit after completing a couple tasks.  I lay in bed listening to the sounds of her deep breathing.  I wonder what "sugar-plums" dance in her head.  I'll tell you what dances in mine:

• Christmas gifts list
  
• Money, money, money
• Hunger
  
• Dentist appointments
• Optical appointments and glasses
• Water heater rebate
• Laundry
• Neighbors and friends
• Relief Society
• The pile of paper in my kitchen
• The other piles in the house
• My Husband
• Grocery list
• How badly I want to be sleeping
• What to do for date night
• Basement

I'm sure there were more sugar-plums but I didn't have a pen or paper handy.  I've been sick for almost a week.  Doug has provided opportunities for sleeping in and napping.  Why do I still feel like I've been hit by a freight train?  But, the real question is how to get the dancing to stop when rest is most important.