Dearest fans,
Intellectuals are often plagued by a racing mind- conjuring up the next brilliant thought typically takes time, you see. I am no different. Because I am such the intellectual. A philosopher if you will...
Since childhood, I have suffered with the inability to sleep through most nights. I wake up many nights around 1 or 2, and most of the time do not fall back to sleep until 4 or 5. It is not a fun experience. Most of the time I toss and turn, lost in thought (how to save the world, the purpose of life, the cuteness of kittens)... sometimes I snuggle in my footless sleeping bag in the den and watch t.v. Last night I decided to try something different...
I went to the guest bedroom with a book. It was cozy and relaxing. The only problem was that I read half of the book and STILL was not sleepy. I toyed with the idea of starting a new book, but decided against that idea... I instead chose to return to my bed.
Bad decision. In my bed was my husband. He sleeps through the night every night... and he has hilarious dreams (they cause him to laugh hysterically). His peacefulness causes me great anger. I want to sleep like he sleeps! Why do I have to be up all night? Do I not deserve rest just as much as he does? Maybe I do not. My job is about 1/5000th as stressful as his. Still. I WANT TO SLEEP!
Tonight I will down two Tylenol pms with a couple of glasses of wine. That should work. If not, it's okay because I'm starting The 19th Wife tonight... WHOOP WHOOP!
Happy sleeping!
XOXO-
UB
