The Insomnia Conspiracy SOL Day 4
I've never been a great sleeper, at least as far back as I can remember. I've tried so many things to help improve my sleep over the years. I go to bed and wake up at about the same time each day. (Yes, even on days off and snow days I don't sleep in that much). I use earplugs every night to help deaden any extra noises. I wear an eye mask frequently, especially when my husband wants to read after I've gone to bed. I ingest no caffeine after about 1 PM.
Still, there are too many nights when I toss and turn and wake up with those little 'zings' of worry. Once that tiny drizzle of adrenaline zips through my system, I know it will be at least an hour before I can settle back in to rest.
|At least there is coffee!|
Last night was one of those lovely nights.
2:03 AM: "I must remember to pay the mortgage in the morning." Roll around for a few minutes, then reach over and send myself an email so I don't forget.
2:08 AM: "Wait, did I remember to write that email to that parent?" Roll around again.... send myself another email.
2:10 AM: Hopelessly Devoted to You begins to play in my brain. Yeah, I don't get it either.
I know I managed to get a bit of sleep between 3:30 and 5 or so, because I woke up at 5:09 when we got the message that we have a two hour delay today. Could I fall back to sleep? Nope! That's about when Hippie Chicks began playing in my brain.
Maybe tonight will be better? At least I can console myself with the fact that my insomnia isn't nearly as bad as it could be. I DO sleep... just not incredibly well. My coffee doesn't look as lovely as the one in the picture (that's from my 2013 trip to Ireland), but at least it's yummy and warm!
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