I was so sad and rattled when I got home from work last night. I have so much on my mind these days. I just couldn't unwind. I made myself a screwdriver and felt nothing. I went to bed early -- about 10:00 -- right after the Cubs fell to the (hiss!) Mets.
I drifted away slowly and woke up with a start at about 3:00 AM. Reynaldo heard me and decided it was time for breakfast. When I disagreed, he began knocking things off my dresser. We compromised by me giving him and Connie a snack. So I'm in the kitchen and I'm very, very awake.
Not refreshed or relaxed. Just awake.
I tended a few Farmville crops and could still feel my heart beating out of my pajama top.
So I popped a Xanax.
I woke up naturally at about 10:00 AM. I never sleep that late! And I felt great. A little frustrated because I was going to both do laundry at the washeteria and head over to the vet today and there just wasn't time.
But I was amazed by how good I felt this morning when I finally awoke. I can see how people can fall into the habit of including a tranquilizer of some sort at bedtime.
My sleep routine has gone wayside because of my summer schedule--so I nap at odd times, ramble around at odd times, and can totally relate to what you've written.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you did finally get some refreshing sleep. Sometimes it's worth what you lose in to-do time.
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