The Half Way Point

My vacation has hit the half way point and Molly and I have nothing to show for it except a lot of wasted time and dead mole that Molly took care of yesterday. I needed the rest, mentally and physically, so that may not be such a bad thing but at the end of vacations like this, I feel like it is a week I am never going to get back. At least Molly has a mole to show for it and I am sure she is appreciative of the fact I did not put her in a kennel nut still there is a lot of down time thrown in there. I am still not sleeping that well even with my sleeping meds and this is one of those times where I wish I could sleep like Molly. She has no problem with sleep, she dreams her doggy dreams, and she is well taken care of. If such a thing as reincarnation exists, I want to come back as a dog with an owner like me.