Grand title, no? Yet I find there is no getting over it, if it is truly insomnia. I’m going on my 6th straight night now-overthinking every woe on this earth, tossing and turning, peeing endlessly, pissing off my hubby, then finally-defeated at last-rising from my torture chamber, our bed.
So here I am at 4:45 am after trying to sleep last night at 2:00 am. It went well at first, since I was absolutely, ridiculously exhausted after such a sleep-deprived (almost) week.
Okay, so the lovely morning Java-whatever that means on a certain day-probably is counter-productive, I get that. Trying to fix all the ills of society isn’t within my power, though I’m certain it is. The household is endless chaos with 4 large canines, 4 nutzo cats, and a loud, egg-laying hen who I insist lives outside: she’s messy, you understand. On to family. Oh, the horror! Need I say more? Everyone’s got one of those, so we all need to…get over it!
Perhaps I’ll see you tomorrow, if my streak-clearly and boo hoo-continues…;)