5 posts tagged “sleep”

Each night I sleep with four pillows, a dog, a cat and a teddy bear on my full-size bed.

Cory usually sleeps near my feet. Sometimes on my ankles. Yes, on. Sometimes I wake up in the exact position I fell asleep in. I'm pretty sure it's because my subconscience doesn't want to disturb her.

Gigi moves around. If I'm on my side, she's up against my back. If I'm on my back, she's on the pillow.

Except for lately. I usually sleep with two of the pillows under my knees when I am on my back. She's taken to sleeping on my groin. Yes, "down there."

You know how dogs often circle around before they lay down? Inevitably that's when I figure out my bladder needs emptying.

This is a relatively new position for her. I've been thinking about the "why?" to her change and decided she's probably just protecting me from my "back massager."

I think about writing here most every day. I’ve had this title and topic ideas floating around in my head for days. It’s mostly written in my brain. It’s getting it here via the keyboard that’s the issue.

I like Facebook because you can be communicative without really communicating. Know what I mean?

Do you ever hesitate to talk about something for fear of jinxing yourself?

For instance, before Christmas I ran out of Melatonin, which I’ve used most every night for the past 13 years. It helps me sleep. At the time, I couldn’t make it to Whole Foods to get some more and I was going to be on vacation soon, so I let it go. And I slept. All night. After easily falling asleep. It was a miracle.

I was never super-consistent with the Altenolol because of a yucky side-effect. But after I was off the Melatonin a couple weeks, I noticed the PVCs had pretty much stopped.

But I didn’t tell anyone about that either cause I didn’t want to jinx myself.

Then there was the weight thing. The last two years, I’ve had numbers in my head that I’ve not told anyone. I’ve met each of those annual goals. The minute I wrote down this year’s here, I can’t stop snacking. Snacking, snacking, snacking.

Then someone asked about my heart. And I told the entire story. And guess what? I can’t fall asleep easily anymore or stay asleep. *sigh*

Why is that?? I finally broke down and bought some Melatonin this weekend. I took naps to makeup for the late-night fall asleeps and then continued with more late-night fall asleeps. I’m not going to take any tonight and see what happens.

And now, Africa. Friggin’ economy. Here’s how it falls. I have the money. I feel pretty secure in my job. But with things the way they are, should I really be spending that kind of money right now? Should I leave it in the savings, just in case. Thankfully my traveling partners are thinking the same thing. See, I let myself get excited at the possibility and jinxed it all. Yep, the downturn in the economy is totally all my fault. Sorry y’all.

Gigi sleeps with me at night. Comes as a big surprise, I know.

She is usually right near my torso or on my pillow. Yes, my pillow.

She weighs five pounds and according to the kid on Jerry McGuire, my head weighs six. Either way, we fit.

After a trip to the bathroom last night, I was getting re-situated in bed and we were jockying for our pillow positions. Eventually, I had to nudge her over some for extra room and said to her, Gigi, move over. I'm the adult.

Yes, I'm the adult.

Not, I'm the human.

I am so whipped.

At what time frame does napping stop and just plain sleeping begin?

For the first time ever in my life, I woke up hungry last night. I tried to just roll over and ignore it, but about 30 minutes later I gave up and hit the fridge. I poured myself a large glass of the tall cold white stuff and got two Kashi cookies (love them!). Turned on the TV (there's suprisingly a lot to watch at 3:15a) and ate. My girls were like, What the hell?? We are supposed to be sleeping. So I finished watching Conan, turned off the light and fell right asleep.