I’m a fan of Z-drugs. The currently fashionable one among doctors is zopiclone, which is much like Ambien, though I rarely take it. My particular quirk isn’t difficulty falling asleep – I can fall asleep at the drop of a hat – it’s staying asleep for more than a few hours at a time. And of course, conveniently, I become an instant insomniac if I have to get to sleep because of something important the next day, like travel plans. That’s where Mr. Z comes in handy – when necessary, I use it to get to sleep, and stay asleep.
But in normal everyday life my sleep pattern is to be up and down like a goddam yo-yo, so you can expect me to haunt threads like this unpredictably at any hour of the day or night!
I’ve been told that as one gets older, intermittent sleep is typical. Not that I’m old or anything. I believe that @BippityBoppityBoo stated that she is over 21, but not really by much, and that’s me, too; at least, in geological terms. The tectonic plates have hardly moved much during my lifetime, with the continents retaining basically the same general shape they had when I was born. Despite my youth, however, I am retired, so I have the luxury of being a nighthawk and frequent catcher of many naps.
Well, I slept 6 straight hours. Early this morning.
I’m less murderous and suicidal now. And I can speak in whole sentences. Lo and behold I’m making a little sense.
I had an Ambien experience last year. It was awful. Never again. I took exactly 3 pills and it was a couple weeks before the fog cleared. I’m kinda ditzy anyway. I don’t need help to be crazy.
When I finally rolled out of bed this am, after taking my normal wee hours nap, I noticed that my windshield had more bug splatters than it usually does. At lunch, when I hopped in the ol’ Vader Weelz I realized those weren’t bugs, they were ash. So that was new for me. There has been many a year when you could look direct at the lurid ball that forced a few feeble rays through the oppressive and smothering brown overcasting of wild fire smoke. I’ve never seen ashes from them before.
So today was pleasant, the temps were cool, nice shirt sleeve weather as Ma n Pa useta say. The air was clean(er) as it seems that a lot of the smoke drifted/blew out of the valley.
Right now it’s 2123 and time for me to shower and pack for work trip. Said trip and my boss is becoming quite vexing. Tomorrow, my crew and I are expected to be at the office at 630, work a full day then drive 5 more hours to arrive at our shitty little motel without any time to do the things I need to do over there before attempting delivery of the goods. Such as locating the actual building since the sales doofus/lifefitness gave us a billing address and half a delivery address with a nice black and white photo of the building.
This fleeking job ain’t worth this bother spittin stress. Half a mind to take my keys and turn them in tomorrow instead.
If I have any sense, I’ll head for bed soon myself. Gotta get up an hour earlier than I’m currently used to. DH has physical therapy tomorrow, so needs the car.
I don’t have to get up early, but I have a wan, unfounded hope maybe the smoke will be better by morning, and I’ll be able to take a walk before the heat hits. I’m not sleepy yet: too stressful a day.
I want to be a puppy: go, go, go, and then fall asleep in my food dish.
I’m up. I am sleepy.
Is everyone afraid to go to bed? Or is it just me?
I know if I go and lay down my eyes will pop open.
I feel at loose ends.
The house is asleep. All pets are snoozing.
Someone is snoring really loudly. Oh, yeah it’s that man I’m married to.
Bayliss the Tail-less barked at his first feral pigs this afternoon. There was 3 down by the pond. They took off when they heard his big WOOF!
He’s a good boy.
Met up with some of my buddies earlier. We all had fun kidding one of our guys about his parents’ Chinese restaurant, and what meat was actually on the menu. Until this guy looked at me, and asked, “Spoons–have you counted your cats recently?” Great laughs from all.
I did count my cats when I got home. Thankfully, they were all there.
Project for the night is writing to my credit card people about a disputed charge. I already submitted a copy of the invoice for the purchase that was never received. It has the item description and a photo of the item right on the invoice. In fine bureaucratic fashion the card people initially rejected my dispute because they don’t understand what the item is.
Hint, the online store is a one product store advertising on Facebook. The store name is El Dote Cojin. The product is a dote cojin. The invoice says dote cojin. I wrote dote cojin on the initial form disputing the charge.
Okay, excuse my ignorance, but what is a “dote cojin”? I Googled, but all I could find were Spanish-language websites, and a bunch of photos illustrating what could best be described as “a giant donut you can sit in.”
Perhaps the credit card company is as clueless as I am?
It’s still pretty early for me. I’ve got another couple hours before thinking about bed.
I accomplished one thing today - I renewed my license tag online. I wanted to be able to have at least 3 weeks to get the the new sticker in the mail. I say that because I didn’t get much mail at all for a while and then Friday I got about 2 weeks’ worth. I had been wondering why my mortgage payment notice hadn’t shown up (they don’t do e-notification) but, of course, I’d paid it anyway since I really don’t need to be reminded that it’s due on the first. Still, USPS is having all sorts of problems here.
And speaking of my mortgage company, I hate that the Tennessee FHA bought/took over my mortgage from USBC a couple years ago. It’s a new program and they are so amateur. The website looks like a middle school kid put it together. For pete’s sake, when they have announcements, they superimpose the lettering over the main page. You have to put in your banking info every time you make a payment. Which I guess is a good thing since I don’t know that I would trust them to have my info on file. Around holidays they sometimes change the due date without notifying you. Do they really think people are looking at the website any other time than when they make a payment? Now I know that if a holiday is anywhere around the 1st of the month, I just pay it early. Anyway, I’m planning to pay off the mortgage in the next couple months and I’ll be glad to be done with them.
Was awoken by the force of my own dreams - so disturbing that I had to immediately get out of bed. I want those images out of my head!
Well, no wonder you sleep for shit!
Serious question: have you ever seen a sleep therapist of any kind? A trained expert can help you un-do that nasty association your brain has created …
Well I’m back.
In a fine mood.
Haven’t slept a wink.
Stomach hurts.
I’m not sure, but I think this is the last job I’m going to do for this company.
I’m not sacrificing my health for these people.
