Pluck out of bed

I am savoring the last few moments of my bed before having to rip myself out of the wonderful poofiness that is our blankets and head out into Carmenville. I love that our new wireless connection has allowed me to stay in bed that much longer.
I truly hope that I can get my shit together enough to write my paper today. It is so hard to be with my grandmother and not worry like crazy. The funny thing is that she has been fine lately; she's been calm, with a sense of humor, and not hankering to 'go home'. But it's stressful to think that she might get up in the middle of the night, get dressed and be ready and waiting to leave. Last week I got up at 5 to go for my run and noticed that her light was on. I went in to check on her and she was laying on the bed, fully dressed and annoyed that there was a confusion over the time. I don't know.
Time to peel away.