Dance, dance, tv

So I didn't post last week mainly because I was so exhausted. I think from Monday night to Friday night I had a week of insomnia. I know on Tuesday morning I had agreed to watch Alisa Jenkins kids while she went to a doctors appointment. I don't know why I worry about these things, but I do. It worried me a little to be watching her 8 month old and 3 year old on top of having my two little ones. Her 3 year old is a little bit of a handful and I feel like I have to watch her like a hawk. She likes to get into things she isn't supposed to, and she can be a little aggressive toward Annadele. I know while they were playing on the bunk bed she pulled Annadele off the ladder, and hurt her. So some of my worry is justified. All in all they are pretty good, but I have already forgotten how grabby little ones can be. Ethan the 8 month old was pulling mail off the table, and even managed to get the lid off of a water bottle and spill most of its contents on the carpet. Thank heaven it was only water. But Alisa is pregnant again, and it looks like there are some complications. The doctor had her go to a specialist the next day to get some testing done. Her husband is out of town, and she needed some help. I was glad to help out, but I defiantly am in no hurry to have any more kids.
I don't know if worrying about taking the extra kids spurred insomnia, but basically I didn't get much sleep all week. I would go to bed, and just lay there. My mind wouldn't turn off. I think the earliest I got to bed was 2:30AM. I watched a couple of movies. I played way too much spider solitaire. I listened to a couple of general conference talks. The only thing that makes me mad is that I didn't spend my time better. Why couldn't I start organizing the office, or clean the kitchen. I did think about cleaning the kitchen but then I was worried I would wake up Tony (my father-in-law). I am just glad it is over, and now I am just dealing with restless leg. Although I think because of last week, it has been bad this week. One good night of sleep in a week is not a good thing.
So I got the crazy idea that I wanted to go dancing. When your old and married there aren't a lot of good options out there. So I heard them announce the Singles conference going on, and I talked Mark into crashing the dance. I figured it would be safe enough since there are always lots of people who attend and even people from out of state. It has been almost 5 years, so I figured we could attend with out a lot of attention. The only bad thing is that I didn't have any of the information. I tried to look for it on line and found nothing. Even the singles hot line number just rang and rang. But I knew which stake was hosting the event, and so we drove there because usually it is held at the stake center. We get there and no one is there. We chance on someone going into the church who was able to direct us to the high school near by. So we didn't get there til 10:45 pm. We go down this hall where we see lights and music. I don't think much of it until I look around and only see a bunch of old people. The music was bad, and I just told Mark thank you for taking me from this. But I was thinking, "where are all of the people are age?" This just doesn't seem right. There weren't a lot of people, and it just seemed odd. So at 11pm we decided to walk around a little bit, and found a hall way with some people hanging out. We walk down the hall, and there is a gym with a door. This is where the majority of the people are and the good music. But we get in the room and they announce they will have a closing pray and then one more song for the night. What!?! I just got here. I haven't even taken off my jacket, or started working up a sweat. Are you kidding me. Needless to say it would have been nice of the people taking our money to let us know it was almost over. That and I didn't exercise because I was planning on getting some at the dance. Aaaaahhhh! I guess you can say at least I got slow dance with my hubby, and have some time with him. But I am still annoyed.
Saturday, Sarah had a dance recital. She has been taking classes at the YMCA near her house. Annadele loved it. She can't wait to go to dance classes for her now. In fact on Sunday, she asked me if she could go to dance class now. Jen and her mom thought it was the worst dance recital Sarah has ever been in. Which is partly true. I just look at it this way that a lot of these kids have probably never had dance before, and this was there chance. I was shocked by how many of them were obese, but glad that at least they are taking dance. It just brought back so many memories of dance recitals in our home. I just sympathised with the teacher, but I couldn't tell if it was the dancers or the teacher. Maybe a combination of both, but I know on one part of the dance they added solos on Monday and performed on Saturday. Not a lot of time to have something down. Sarah is dropping dance, and now will start gymnastics and piano lessons.
I finally crashed Saturday night, and went to bed at 9 pm. I woke up at 2 am to kick a couple of magic players out of our house and order Mark to bed. And Sunday I went to bed early again. I think I just dragged all week because of the lack of sleep from the week before. What a vicious cycle this is.
Not a lot happened this week. I did finally start cleaning the office, but that was because we changed cable companies. I knew they needed to do some work in the office, and it was a pig stye. It is like my junk drawer that you just throw everything in and then walk away. The room still needs a lot of work but at least you can see wood on both desk. Mark needs to go through a lot of papers so who knows if that will ever happen. At least when the Century Link guy was here it wasn't so embarrassing.