My Point Is?
Wouldn't it be nice if we could somehow post to our blog and clean our houses/do our jobs at the same time?
I'm not sure how many posts I have stored in my head and lost forever. Maybe if they were that important I would have remembered them.
Last night I was suffering from insomnia. This is very rare for me. I am normally so sleep-deprived, I am ready to hit the sack by eight at night and sleep through until six-thirty.
I would probably accidentally sleep later, but Cecil's morning bathroom needs keep me honest.
My mother says I have always been a tired person. I never made it through dinner as a child. She has pictures of me sleeping upright with my head in my plate.
It seems like it would have been easier and much less messy to give me a sandwich an hour before dinner, but I don't look as if I've ever missed a meal. She must have been feeding me something.
So I went to bed at eight Wednesday, completely exhausted, only sleep was elusive. I couldn't get comfortable. The bed felt lumpier than usual. It has one of those goose-down mattress toppers on top that my in-laws gave us.
My husband loves it. I hate it. I swear my side of the bed is lumpier than his.
I moved out to the couch around eight-thirty and crashed sometime past nine. Later I shuffled to my own bed.
But at twelve-thirty I was up again, with a headache! I woke up my husband from the couch and sent him to bed.
Then I tried to rest with him and SJ, who was also in the bed. Only I was squished and my head hurt and I was hot.
So I got up and took some migraine medicine, checked the bank account online, read a bit and perused the sales flyers. Safeway was advertising tofu for a dollar and pink lady apples for a dollar and twenty-eight cents a pound. Woo-hoot!
I went to SJ's bed and tossed for another hour. My head still hurt and I was queasy.
Then SJ woke up and I went back in my bedroom where it was still too hot and too squished.
Right around the time I started sleeping well, it was time to get up.
Yawn.
And my point is? I'm not even sure I had one. If I did, I'm too tired to remember.
I'm not sure how many posts I have stored in my head and lost forever. Maybe if they were that important I would have remembered them.
Last night I was suffering from insomnia. This is very rare for me. I am normally so sleep-deprived, I am ready to hit the sack by eight at night and sleep through until six-thirty.
I would probably accidentally sleep later, but Cecil's morning bathroom needs keep me honest.
My mother says I have always been a tired person. I never made it through dinner as a child. She has pictures of me sleeping upright with my head in my plate.
It seems like it would have been easier and much less messy to give me a sandwich an hour before dinner, but I don't look as if I've ever missed a meal. She must have been feeding me something.
So I went to bed at eight Wednesday, completely exhausted, only sleep was elusive. I couldn't get comfortable. The bed felt lumpier than usual. It has one of those goose-down mattress toppers on top that my in-laws gave us.
My husband loves it. I hate it. I swear my side of the bed is lumpier than his.
I moved out to the couch around eight-thirty and crashed sometime past nine. Later I shuffled to my own bed.
But at twelve-thirty I was up again, with a headache! I woke up my husband from the couch and sent him to bed.
Then I tried to rest with him and SJ, who was also in the bed. Only I was squished and my head hurt and I was hot.
So I got up and took some migraine medicine, checked the bank account online, read a bit and perused the sales flyers. Safeway was advertising tofu for a dollar and pink lady apples for a dollar and twenty-eight cents a pound. Woo-hoot!
I went to SJ's bed and tossed for another hour. My head still hurt and I was queasy.
Then SJ woke up and I went back in my bedroom where it was still too hot and too squished.
Right around the time I started sleeping well, it was time to get up.
Yawn.
And my point is? I'm not even sure I had one. If I did, I'm too tired to remember.
Labels: freakin' tired
posted by Caro at 2:00 PM
18 Comments:
Aww nooooo,I feel your pain because my nights are like just like this.
Drugs,lol,just give in and use drugs. Heavy heavy sleep inducing drugs,life saving drugs;p
I hope tonight you fall asleep instantly,and that your side of the bed is smooth as silk!
I have a lumpy side too,what's up with that??
I'm sorry. That blows. Is it wrong to drug the children so they sleep peacefully in their own beds? I hope you get some deep ZZ's tonight!!
Sorry you had such a miserable night. Maybe an air mattress in another room would help? They are more comfortable than couches, and offer a refuge when your bed is too crowded.
The deal on pink lady apples sounds good. I think you got me into them ;)
I HATE insomnia! My bedroom has to be cold for me to be able to sleep. I actually close the vents so its cooler.
Wishing you a good sleep and sweet dreams.
Sleep deprivation is a killer.
I can top your tofu deal. 3/$1 16oz. packages. The whole time I was eating dinner I was thinking 'this meal only cost me 33 cents'.
I don't think I've ever tried pink lady apples. They sound good though.
Hope you're sleeping well as I'm typing this.
The deal on the pink ladies is amazing, here (in the UK) they cost about £2.30 (that's $4.50!), so I never buy them...
I feel ya'...nightime sucks for me...having miss C invading my territory, worrying about flying bugs, headaches and lumpy pillows...
drug the kids...and take some nyquil yourself..
Ms. L - Drugs would have been heavenly.
GM - It is not wrong at all. I've been known to use prescription Duradryl for a cold when Tylenol cold would have sufficed nicely.
Bearette - J's bed is awful comfortable AND she did move.
Bookworm - I like a cold room too. There's nothing like icicles dripping off your nose to make the covers seem heavenly.
Roxanne - I've never seen tofu that cheap here, not even in the Asian Market. Once you've had pink ladies, most other apples are second rate.
Waspgoddess - Yikers, is everything that expensive in the grocery store? I know you pay lots more for gas and shudder at the thought.
Yes it is pretty expensive across the board, but then everything is in the south-east of England. And also Cate Blanchett used to shop at that super market when she lived here so it must be good, eh?
I was up last night, too! (also with a headache) We should have IM'd. :)
One word: melatonin
Or
one other word: valarian
Valarian stinks like dirty feet but it is my friend on nights I can't sleep or if I want to commit murder on someone who's acting like a trog. Calms you right down.
Okay, more than one word.
must google pink lady apples. Off to Walgreens and then the library! But not to work! Unless I fall asleep at the keyboard...
pictures of you as a child with your head in your plate? We want to see them!!
Hope your migrane is gone. Marian suffers from those. Sleep seems an integral part of her life too.
Waspgoddess - Well if it's good enough for Cate, it's good enough for me. :)
Liz - That would have been fun.
Paula - As long as it doesn't make me stink like dirty feet.
SL - I need to come into this century and get a scanner so I can post them.
*I found you through way of beady and ms. l*
Your sleeping habits sound like mine... I'm always sleepy but can never sleep. And just by the time I do fall into that 'zone' it's time to start a new day... and of course, then I'm grumpy. Poor hubby. lol
get rest soon I hope !
Mrs.Slushie - Welcome. The more the merrier.
East of Oregon - Last night's sleep was stellar. :)
Those apples sound yummie I will have to look for them.
I have to have it cool to sleep and no noise and it has to be pitch black.
I thought that one plate looked like little swimming sperm and a Killer whale.
Then there was the penis shaped microphone??? (here hum into this)
If I had more time I'm sure I would see other things besides animal droppings. (probably because of the coloring)
Shoot now I'm hungry
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