Early this morning my mind decided that I needed to rearrange my room. I told my mind that I thought that it was a good idea, however I didn’t think my husband or the people downstairs would appreciate the activity at 2:30 AM. So guess who spent the rest of the night rearranging the room in her mind? Clearly my brain has issues, that it likes to express sometimes I just wish it would not choose the middle of the night to do it.