This evening I am tired, but I feel pretty good about it since it is an earned tired. Yesterday I was a trifle manic. I wrote four blog posts, a dozen emails, put together promotional material for Hold Horses (bookmarks mostly,) took care of the kids, and then stayed up late talking with Howard. I say “talking,” but it was more like Howard listening to me while I babbled at length about the million thoughts bumping around in my head. All day long my brain was fizzing with ideas and energy. Today has been more sluggish, I still got stuff done, but not at yesterday’s furious pace. And tonight I don’t have an endless stream of conversation pouring from my brain. Instead I sit dumbly, knowing that there was something I wanted to talk about, but not sure exactly what it was. I’m not worried about it though. I got enough stuff done today and I’ll think more clearly when I’ve caught up on my sleep.