It seems that practically anywhere we go or anyplace we stay, I find it difficult to sleep. My husband is the same way. Tossing, turning, slipping and sliding are just some of the adjectives I’d use to describe our not-so-peaceful slumber this past weekend. Don’t get me wrong, I had a fantastic time at camp, but the bunks were, well, even with newer mattresses (and this word is used very lightly, mind you), just plain uncomfortable. I know this is the reason I couldn’t sleep for more than a few hours each night and also why I drank three times my normal amount of coffee in the morning.
But now we are home, and with that, able to sleep in our bed. While at camp I felt a total refreshment of my mind and soul, but sometimes it is the simple things in life, such as a good night’s sleep, that really help to refresh the body.