I work 6 hours on Sundays, which means 8 hours away from home. Let me tell you, I have never been so happy to go to work! The fireworks were horrible last night and the only way to keep Sheba quite was to hang out with her in my room, which is not set up for her aside from a bed. In grandma’s room her bed is enclosed in a pen. In my room its just pushed into a corner. Fortunately, once she got comfortable she didn’t get up again except to readjust a few times. So I got to sleep in my own bed until 3 am meds, then we moved back to grandma’s room for some more solid zzz’s. Not much else to report, two more weeks of sleep deprivation to go!