Belatedly, G is for Grumble
My sleep was interrupted Sunday night with a loud crash followed by a scream and loud cussing. Given that in my not-so-distant memory, My Angel nearly died from a fall, I was immediately wide awake with a huge spike of adrenaline.
Yes, some things fell, and yes, there was a mess to clean up, but in the big picture, it was an annoyance, not a disaster. No one was hurt. Nothing of real or sentimental value was broken. I could, in theory, let My Angel deal with the mess and just go back to sleep. Too bad I already had all that adrenaline in my system.
I wasn't awake enough to write (I could have pushed myself all the way awake, but if I had, going to work the next day had no chance of being productive). Instead I played the dumb facebook games I use to help me get sleepy, with no success (well, no success at getting sleepy anyway). I finally went and laid down in the bed, luring a cat to come purr on me. She purred, she left, and I was still awake.
I did eventually fall asleep, then a couple of hours later succeeded in not killing my alarm clock,* got up for work, went to work, worked, and got home safely. I grabbed food that didn't need cooking,** and fell asleep on the couch. That lasted only until Fox News started to play on the TV (I'd fallen asleep to Bones and don't even know what came on at 8) and headed to bed soon after.
Sleep is a blessing
But it really works better
Uninterrupted
*a very good thing since my alarm clock these days is my multi-purpose cell phone
**mint chocolate chip ice cream--there's not much in the way of food I've found that I can still eat that doesn't need cooking
P,S. While I'm grumbling, I miss the old Mood selector, which let me choose the picture wanted and name it the way I wanted it named. It wasn't perfect, but was better than this!
Yes, some things fell, and yes, there was a mess to clean up, but in the big picture, it was an annoyance, not a disaster. No one was hurt. Nothing of real or sentimental value was broken. I could, in theory, let My Angel deal with the mess and just go back to sleep. Too bad I already had all that adrenaline in my system.
I wasn't awake enough to write (I could have pushed myself all the way awake, but if I had, going to work the next day had no chance of being productive). Instead I played the dumb facebook games I use to help me get sleepy, with no success (well, no success at getting sleepy anyway). I finally went and laid down in the bed, luring a cat to come purr on me. She purred, she left, and I was still awake.
I did eventually fall asleep, then a couple of hours later succeeded in not killing my alarm clock,* got up for work, went to work, worked, and got home safely. I grabbed food that didn't need cooking,** and fell asleep on the couch. That lasted only until Fox News started to play on the TV (I'd fallen asleep to Bones and don't even know what came on at 8) and headed to bed soon after.
Sleep is a blessing
But it really works better
Uninterrupted
*a very good thing since my alarm clock these days is my multi-purpose cell phone
**mint chocolate chip ice cream--there's not much in the way of food I've found that I can still eat that doesn't need cooking
P,S. While I'm grumbling, I miss the old Mood selector, which let me choose the picture wanted and name it the way I wanted it named. It wasn't perfect, but was better than this!