Like a Kid Waiting for Santa

It is 430 in the morning. I can't sleep. Why you might ask? it is because I am so excited to pick up my pictures and get them on my quilt. If I get it to the quilter today, there is a good chance that I can get it back in time to mail it to Mom and get it there by Christmas. I might have to overnight it, but that is okay. I can't sleep. It is the same feeling that a small child has laying in bed anticipating santa's arrival with a bag full of goodies. How can anyone sleep?