Purging my sins was apparently not what the Universe needed in order to let me get some shut eye.
I am dead tired at 9pm these days from lack of sleeping through the night – I want to sleep so badly but I force myself to stay up, past the witching hour of 9 o’clock PM, and be a cranky 2 year old. If I go to sleep at 9pm I’ll be up by midnight with my body telling me “hey, thanks for the nap. let’s do some Yoga.”
I just need to make it til at least 11pm, at least.
So I do…..much to my boyfriends anguish–he is suffering through my bout of insomniatic lunacy as much as I am. And what happens?
By 2am my eyes pop open and I’m thinking about if I should make dinner Friday night or just go out to eat. Seriously, when my eyes open the thought of dinner is already inside my head; as if the thought of Friday night’s dinner is what woke me. And now me and my chicken & asparagus thoughts are up and wandering the house.
Things to do at 2am when you cannot wake your boyfriend:
disinfecting the kitchen counter with Scrubbing Bubbles wipes
making a grocery shopping list for future dinner woes
eating leftover popcorn that you made at 9pm to keep yourself awake
folding laundry that has been in the dryer since Tuesday
cursing life
cleaning your jewelry
& last but not least, painting your toenails
Am I already making my transition into Senior Citizen mode? I’m 29!! I’ve heard it all goes down hill by 30. Is this it?
The past several nights I have been waking up between 1:15Am-4:20Am. I’ll be sound asleep, as far as I know, and then wake up as if I had dozed off at work or something. I am suddenly WIDE AWAKE and my brain is ticking quickly. Two nights ago when I woke up my brain was loudly singing a Chuck Berry song.
No Joke. “RIDIN’ ALONG IN MY AUTOMOBILE/MY BABY BESIDE ME AT THE WHEEL” AAAAAAAAHHHHH!
How the hell did THAT get in there??
Then I lay awake for hours thinking about how I should eat more salads and names that I like for future children (no I’m not pregnant nor plan to be any time soon).
Eventually I get up and read a book but I hate being a quitter and not falling back to sleep. Sleeping is what I do best and if I can’t sleep I am nothing to this world.
I’m not sure why this is happening–although I’ve had A LOT of time to think on it and I’m hypothesizing that I’ve done something wicked and therefore must not rest.
So….
I will offer a confession of my “sins” and maybe this purging will cure my insomnia. (I’m only going back to when the insomnia started–not to childhood. that list wouldn’t end)
1. I was 20 minutes late for work a couple days ago (but I emailed my boss and told her)
2. I ate taco bell last night, which is a personal sin against myself
3. I flicked somebody off but I hid it
4. I told my boyfriend I’d break up with him if he didn’t quit working for someone I hate
5. I bought a pair of jeans from JCPenny
6. I drink wine nonstop
7. I tivo Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
8. I read Twilight and told everyone I hated it but I secretly liked it
9. I bought a wedding gift for a friend and didn’t wrap it–I gave it to her in a Target bag
10. I liked stabbing the bus driver with the epi-pen
11. I lied to someone and said I liked their blouse but really it looked like barf
*Shew* okay, I hope tonight I will drool relentlessly in a shameless coma now that I’ve purged my sins.
After the begining of the school year life has finally become a normal routine again. The last 3 weeks have been me running around in circles wondering why the hell I’m not losing any weight from all the running!
Yes, I always have time to wonder why the hell I never seem to lose any weight no matter what I’m eating or actively punching. It’s a conundrum I haven’t figured out yet.
Here are some happenings that I’ve been involved in:
working on Saturdays
climbing ropes in the pouring down rain for hours and hours for a work retreat….on a saturday
training all new staff
stabbing bus drivers with epi-pens
standing on my feet for 8 hours under a tent and repeating the same thing over and over
being invited to visit my friend in France!
attending a relaxing, nontraditional wedding
joining a writing club
writing!
calling 911
multiple Invisalign appointments (I didn’t think it would really work but it does)
relying on public transportation (car has funny firechemical smell)
getting a raise!
still not having enough money
bachelorette partying
30 Day Challenge Internet niche marketing (a little money challenge I thought I’d try)
buying new jeans
new haircut
I’m sure I forgot a major life event in there somewhere. It’s been hecticly busy. Is hecticly a word?
I’m really happy that this time of year is over; although I do hate wishing time away. it’s always my crazy, busiest time of year and I’m proud to say I’ve made it through another begining fall semester without maiming, shouting at, kicking/punching or otherwise insulting anyone in my direct path. I’m not sure about anyone outside of that path, I try not to look there.
