Non-Sleeper cell -- for those who want to ramble at night, not bright and early

I’m still here, Becks. I should be asleep. I have to get up in the morning because the maintenance guys are coming. I’m tired. I think having the windows shut is keeping me awake. Maybe I should open the window and let the smoke in. I’ll probably dream of Smokey the Bear.

Heya, fellow insomniacs! Up for my usual mid-sleep bio break: pee, smoke, poop, snack, pee again. I know y’all wanted to know.

I thought I’d be kept awake by fireworks but it was pretty quiet and I conked right out … until Mother Nature sent her belated lighting show, complete with earth-shattering KA-BOOMs, about half an hour ago.

For anyone who might benefit, here’s my favorite sleepytime music: ten solid hours of audio developed by musicians working with sleep researchers:

Oh, my dear Beck, be thankful that you don’t. I once had a job that required me to wake up at 0330, in order to get to the truck yard at 0430, so I could get my paperwork and set out for a 12-hour day. I booked out at 0500. I drove an 18-wheeler. One of the hardest jobs I ever had, but I’m glad I did it.

OK, I’m going to go to bed. I opened the window. It’s smoky in here, but maybe I can sleep now. Good night. I hope.

Just found this thread. I’m up nights, east coast USA time. Easier to just keep that schedule on my days off.

Have to wake up early today, maybe 2pm, and make calls to try to get a medical test scheduled. Still struggling with getting insurance authorizations. Such a PITA since it falls under my high deductible so this will all be out of pocket anyway, at least for now. I suppose the insurance bean counters are worried that the test results will point to surgery and they might have to pay something!

Dang…@Spoons the truck driver. Who’da thunk it?

Hi, @Iggy. I’m always awake it seems.

So it seems, Beck.

Spoons isn’t the only former trucker… albeit my time behind the wheel was a in a large box truck, not an 18 wheeler. Since mine was route delivery I was home every day.

I’ve been doing the overnights for about 14 years now. The first 12 of that rotated between days and nights. Now it’s just nights. Easier on the body to not have to switch all the time but harder to deal with daytime stuff like doctor appointments.

Start typing 0234 MDT which would be, I believe, 0934 GMT (could be wrong)for our friends from the other side of the world.

Feels sorta chilly outside, probably low 60 or high 50s F. Had a nice bit of wind earlier, blew out all the old smoke from Oregon and California and a smaller bit of fresh smoke, probably from Washington, with maybe a little from Oregon mixed in, just for flavor.

Keep safe alla youse western states neighbors of mine.

Just put the second load of laundry in the drier. It still amazes me how much of it one kid can generate in less than a week. Of course I remember buying laundry detergent in Big Buckets when I had multiple kids in the house. Still makes me go “wow” anyway.

I’m thinkin I’m headed to bed now. Guess this is my other bookend for the night.

Night yall, Nellie, sounds like you’re closest so far, to any of the fires burning this year, keep safe and untoasted, let us know if you need anything

Jesus Christ @Beckdawrek five hours over three days is no joke. :open_mouth: It’s a wonder you have any functional brain cells left - that’d be considered torture in any prison.


The thunder’n’lightning show seems to have died back, although it’s still pouring. (Note to self: do not go into basement barefoot tomorrow. :sweat_drops: splish splash)

So far, the local rainfall mostly happens at night, which I find extraordinarily polite of the weather.

My brain cells are fried, no doubt.
I’m not quite hysterical yet.
I have a pain in my head. That’s the first sign it’s gone on too long.

Yes, Beck. Whodathunkit? But I did.

Dropped by to catch up on threads and I see other folks are here again. I didn’t go to sleep until after sunrise today (yesterday?). Tossed and turned for 3 hours or so. I hate tossing and turning. But I’m stubborn and won’t give up and get back up. So then I didn’t get up until almost 3 p.m. So it’s pretty pointless to try to go to sleep right now since I’ve only been awake 13 hours or so. I thought I was getting a handle on the sleep pattern but this last week it’s just been getting later and later each night that I can fall asleep.

It’s not so much that I mind sleeping during the day. It’s not like I need to go out somewhere much anymore. But I really would like to be up by noon and I can’t seem to make that happen all the time. If anyone had told me when I retired in January that one of the things I’d be dealing with this summer was trying to figure out how to sleep I would have laughed. But here I am.

Hey, @Beckdawrek , have you ever tried Melatonin? Sometimes that will work for me, sometimes it doesn’t but I still take it every night.

Well…everyone in the thread has gone to bed. Missed them by this much. And it looks like the early risers are showing up around here. I’m going to hit the hay and hope the tossing and turning is minimal.

No, I’m still here. It’s 0432 locally. I’m … yeah, well, it’s now 0433 locally.

I’m in here.

I was watching Hard Days Night in TCM. Some gangster movie on now.

I am in bed. Just awake.
Never used Mel.
I’ll have ask my Doc. We have a Televisit on Thursday

I’m back. Icky night. Very little sleep. Have to drive da munchkin to school. She’s perky in the morning, I’m not.

2 hours to fall asleep. Wake. Sleep. Wake. sleep. More wake than sleep. Fought getting up for bio break. Never going to drink water again. Cold here, bery, bery cold, in the 40s. Thunder boomers and heavy rain all night, didn’t help the sleep nonsense. Every da*n night, Mel or no Mel.

School bus time-I’ll be back. Don’t stay up on my account.

Boo

Weather forecast just popped up on screen. More of a warning: Cold, blustery, heavy rain. Sounds like bed and blankie time after school. Gotta remember to drop off library books in drive-up book drop. Library gets cranky if I keep their books too long. They are crotchety ‘bout that. I try to stay on their good side given that they are my drug-of-choice dealer. If I don’t have books to read whadda am I supposed to do when I’m NOT sleeping at all the whole damn night? Knitting sure ain’t gonna happen, quilting is out of the picture, manicures are overrated.

Time to get clothes on and get behind the wheel. Clothes including bosom containing undergarments with pokey wire thingies. Guys, be glad you don’t have to haul around bosoms and undergarments of confinement and pokey wires of restraint.

Out into the cold cruel world. Hope I can find a jacket in the jungle that my cats create over the summer. They persist in pulling down all the jackets and down coats, making a nest and sleeping on them. So if I do find a jacket it will have an extra insulating layer of gray and meezer cat fur felt on top.

BMBoo [barely moving Boo]

I want cold blustery rain.

No, no, no! Wear one of each sock, so that it looks like one of your robot legs is being eaten by a shark!!! :socks:

By the way, I’m a morning/day person but I thought I’d throw in a little something for you night owls to read tonight (my mother and brother were night owls, my dad and I were/are most definitely not).

Poor babies!

I’d be a die-hard insomniac, but I cheat and take Z-pills. Vitamin Z. Rx type.

For years and years, I took an antidepressant at bedtime, and slept like the dead.

After my mother died, I lost my marbles for a bit. It was a difficult time. I had anxiety and panic attacks, and I scared the bejeezus out of Mr VOW. He practically carried me to our family doctor, and she was so kind. She changed my antidepressant to a different one. By golly, it helped the panic attacks, and I got most of my marbles back.

But I forgot how to sleep.

I struggled for several years. It seemed longer.

Mr VOW was put on Ambien. Found out the regular Ambien didn’t quite do the trick, he needed the hi-test kind.

And the regular Ambien were just SITTING there, you know?

I eventually got my own Rx for Ambien, and I wallowed in the delight of SLEEPING again.

When I turned 60, The Daughter sat me down for a lecture. “Talk to your doctor, Mom. Ambien kills women over 60 with sudden heart attacks.”

Well.

I got a different Z-pill now. Works fine. If something happens and I don’t take it, well, I’m scrolling through the channels at 3 AM, avoiding the TV preachers and Spongebob.

~VOW