It started raining last night. A rhythmic, calm rain that is perfect as long as I don’t think about the fact that the creek is going to overflow and the erosion is going to create a small pond in our backyard (mom paranoia alarms are on alert). This kind of rain is relaxing and soothing. No, this kind of rain makes me want to sleep. Deeper than long car ride sleep, I am talking about puddle of drool on my pillow sleep. So, here I sit at my computer trying to inspire myself to get dressed and do some Christmas shopping while the couch tempts me with its’ softness. Sleep or shop?