Who knew The Google was awake at this hour?
Yup, that's me. Not so much a sleeper anymore. Seems the older I get the harder it is for me to get a decent night's sleep. Yes, I have tried a variety of different things to help me & sometimes they work, sometimes they don't. Most nights I can fall asleep before the hour on my music sleep timer is up. Some nights I it takes a little longer, but I eventually fall asleep. When I do sleep, it is usually fitful & I end up waking with a tension headache.
Then there are nights like tonight, where I lie awake through the music for one, two, even three hours. Bouncing around in the bed, not able to get comfortable for more than a few seconds. These are the nights I dread. These are the nights I know I won't get any real sleep. These are the nights that lead to long, headache filled, cranky lady, caffeine fueled days that never seem to end.
In my late teens & early twenties I might have called this Tuesday night. Or any day of the week for that matter. The difference being I was younger, single, childless & not as prone to the headaches that I get now.
On these nights, when no matter what I try I just can't get to sleep, I usually end up doing one of three things.
If I'm in the middle of a book, I'll pass the time reading it. Which while effective at relaxing me, ends up disappointing me because I wind up finishing the book & have nothing to look forward to.
If I have no book & am just completely exhausted but unable to sleep, I'll pass the time watching whatever I can find on tv. Yes I know, you aren't supposed to stare at a screen when you're trying to fall asleep, but if I get up because I can't sleep, watching tv won't make a difference.
On those rare occasions that I am exhausted physically, but mentally I'm doing cartwheels (a feat I could never physically master), I create. Or attempt to create.
Like tonight. This morning, whatever.
I came to the CoW with the intention of working more on some of the projects I'd started. I finished one earlier & had the thought that I'd finish another one that I was almost done with. Maybe start another one.
Unfortunately, as I sit here staring at the pieces of unfinished projects, all my brain can do is think of Pinterest & the million pins I have yet to see. Of Facebook & seeing the "nightlife" (aka all my friends on the other side of the world that are just starting their days). Of blogging, because apparently my fingers have something to say.
Guess I'll go off & pin some things, cyber snark some friends. Basically allow my body to do whatever it wants to avoid sleeping.
Good night all.
~Clare
Then there are nights like tonight, where I lie awake through the music for one, two, even three hours. Bouncing around in the bed, not able to get comfortable for more than a few seconds. These are the nights I dread. These are the nights I know I won't get any real sleep. These are the nights that lead to long, headache filled, cranky lady, caffeine fueled days that never seem to end.
In my late teens & early twenties I might have called this Tuesday night. Or any day of the week for that matter. The difference being I was younger, single, childless & not as prone to the headaches that I get now.
On these nights, when no matter what I try I just can't get to sleep, I usually end up doing one of three things.
If I'm in the middle of a book, I'll pass the time reading it. Which while effective at relaxing me, ends up disappointing me because I wind up finishing the book & have nothing to look forward to.
If I have no book & am just completely exhausted but unable to sleep, I'll pass the time watching whatever I can find on tv. Yes I know, you aren't supposed to stare at a screen when you're trying to fall asleep, but if I get up because I can't sleep, watching tv won't make a difference.
On those rare occasions that I am exhausted physically, but mentally I'm doing cartwheels (a feat I could never physically master), I create. Or attempt to create.
Like tonight. This morning, whatever.
I came to the CoW with the intention of working more on some of the projects I'd started. I finished one earlier & had the thought that I'd finish another one that I was almost done with. Maybe start another one.
Unfortunately, as I sit here staring at the pieces of unfinished projects, all my brain can do is think of Pinterest & the million pins I have yet to see. Of Facebook & seeing the "nightlife" (aka all my friends on the other side of the world that are just starting their days). Of blogging, because apparently my fingers have something to say.
Guess I'll go off & pin some things, cyber snark some friends. Basically allow my body to do whatever it wants to avoid sleeping.
Good night all.
~Clare
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