Pathetic
In all the times I lived alone I never had a problem sleeping (well, I should say NEVER…there was the occasional zombie paranoia induced restless night) but, now I am so used to my husband slumbering next to me that when he is out of town I can’t seem to sleep more then a ½ hour or so at a time.
I tried to fake myself out…snapped on the bathroom light and shut the door so that I could fool myself into thinking he’s in there…that worked for a short time but, then I caught on to myself. Next I built a fake husband out of pillows and covered it up…it looked pretty good too and it at least kept me from waking up every time I rolled over in my sleep and woke up as no one was there but, it did nothing to stop me from jerking awake at every little stupid noise I heard. The neighbors were particularly active last night, there was a stupid cricket outside the window, the cats were playing/fighting, etc…I just became more and more annoyed with myself as the night crawled along.
Hurry home, Honey! I need some rest!
I tried to fake myself out…snapped on the bathroom light and shut the door so that I could fool myself into thinking he’s in there…that worked for a short time but, then I caught on to myself. Next I built a fake husband out of pillows and covered it up…it looked pretty good too and it at least kept me from waking up every time I rolled over in my sleep and woke up as no one was there but, it did nothing to stop me from jerking awake at every little stupid noise I heard. The neighbors were particularly active last night, there was a stupid cricket outside the window, the cats were playing/fighting, etc…I just became more and more annoyed with myself as the night crawled along.
Hurry home, Honey! I need some rest!