Problem: The pall of sickness was finally beginning to lift from our journey . I had had another lousy night of sleep - for some reason I 'd been awake for more than half the night with my mind racing , full of pointless thoughts about employment , friendships and other odds and ends . But when I did sleep , and then wake in the morning , I could n't claim to feel any worse than " a bit average " , and a cocktail of pseudoephedrine and paracetamol put paid to that .

Why is the narrator so groggy ?

A: They took medicine to get to sleep .

Problem: What a sureal conversation ... ! We were in the garden with my little sister of 3 years old , my mother and my dad . I was telling how much I craved for japanese . And my little sister , who came twice with me to the new japanese retaurant near my house was like : " Oh yeah !

What may have happened before the conversation ?

A: We went to the Japanese restaurant two times with my sister .

Problem: Dear Nonna , I missed you on Friday . Mom got a lot of work done in the morning before you left , but then she had to do a silly conference call , and I woke up early from my nap and wanted to sing and play . It 's no fun when Mom has to work !

What is a fact when know about the mom ?

A:
She works a lot .