7/21/01 - day six. My fears were realized, and I spent most of Friday night awake and miserable. To make matters worse my son was having nightmares, and he was yelling out, kicking, and hitting in his sleep. Not a good combination. I had wanted to get an early start, but I was satisfied with getting up. I ditched my CP shirt thinking that if I felt that bad I'd be better off incognito.
Guess who