Sleep and Soap

Oddly enough, I've been sleeping the last few days. Ever since Abby interrupted my sleep pattern. And I switched sides of the bed with Steve.

I was worried about my dreams being filled with guilt about the cat, and I prayed about it. So instead... I dreamed about soap. Not in an 'out out damn spot' sort of way... but in a ... 'hey here's some soap' sort of way. I'm not complaining.