I woke up at 3:00 this morning with a very upsetting, and overpoweringly nagging thought taking over my brain. It was so persistent that I could not fall back to sleep.
*I wonder where my old tan and brown shirt with the big orange poppies has gone to? I haven’t seen it for a long time and dang, it would look good with my black pants! *
I lay there and wondered if I could be in another closet or if it had maybe fallen in the back of mine or is jammed between two other things hanging. I tried my hardest to remember just when I had worn it last and if it was before or after my trip to Europe last spring. THAT just started a whole new thought process when I started to think about the places it could be over there. My dad’s house in Germany? Hotel rooms, rented car, my dad’s car, planes, trains, hotel lobbies?
Just when I started to get a grip on it and began to drift off to sleep, I remembered "CRAP! I haven’t seen my black tank dress for a while either!!! :eek:
I finally fell back to sleep around 4:30 and was sleeping VERY well when my alarm went off at 5:00.
Was talking to a co-worker of mine yesterday on the
same subject. “Bing” she said, she gets up at 3:00,
blames it on the mornings getting darker and the nights
coming sooner.
Not me! It’s extremely rare that any stray thoughts in my head will keep me awake, and if they do, I can force them out of my head when it’s time to sleep. When I want to sleep, I sleep. Ahh, sweet, sweet sleep…
You think you’ve got it bad? I was just up all day!
No, I’m serious: I work 12 hour night shifts, and just got home at shortly after 6am this morning. Wind down from the night, have a beer or three, check out a bit of the morning news, and call it a night (literally). Just falling asleep, when BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! “What th-!” BAM! BAM! BAM!..BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! Raffincrassinfrassinrassin…BAM! BAM! BAM! They’ve chosen this day to reroof a garage next door. This racket goes on until about noon, when they decide to knock off for lunch. Just drift off again, when “Brrrrrzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!” Neigbor downstairs decides to do some weed-whacking outside my window. Ten minutes of this seems to satisfy him, upon which the diagonal neighbor lets his dog out, who barks at everything for awhile. Dog goes in, and out comes the lawnmower. Half an hour of mowing, and the roofers are back. Roofers call it quits at 4pm, upon which…
Dijon’s alarm goes off to get his sleepless ass up for another 12 hour shift. I am SO looking forward to the next three nights off.
Usually, I dont have any trouble falling asleep. But, Wednesday night I started to think about what books I have read my life. I stayed up until 3:30 AM thinking about this. Then I woke up at 5:45AM for school. I am very glad I don’t have school on Friday.
Last time I was up all nights with weird thoughts was Wednesday night. I was thinking:
"Is he really opening up a bag of Corn Nuts? IN BED??? For the love of God, do they MAKE a noisier food on earth?
After about 5 minutes of “movie theater” crinkling (you know, trying to muffle it but not succeeding) and 5 more minutes of bone crunching chewing, I yelled something obscene and he stopped.
I then fell into one of those “acid trip” half sleeps and kept dreaming/hallucinating about extremetly bizzare stuff. I honestly don’t know if I slept another wink.
For the last month, I’ve been unable to sleep at night for more than 3 hours at a time. I wake up by 2:30am every night, and can’t get back to sleep. I finally feel the urge to sleep when the sun comes up, and I spend the day fighting it, waiting to go to bed at night.
I feel like crap. I have had one decent sleep in a month.
