What's up with seven?

Two days in a row. Ayer at least I was able to fall back asleep. Today I wasn't able to stay in bed for longer than seven-thirty. Not happy! Plus, it took me forever to fall asleep and I kept waking up. Ended up sleeping upside down on the bed with no pillows. What's that all about? About sneaking my baby into the apartment...Impossible. In case no one knows, she's the loudest girl in the entire world. I do declare. She drives me crazy when I'm around her and I seriously considered moving so that I could bring her here but then decided that was stupid b/c of the money and location issues. Fine then, whatever. Sad. I have lots to do today and I'm excited to see something (anything) accomplished. I just got really sad. Why?