Tag Archive for 'insomnia'

Where am I?

….was one of the questions in my mind - somewhere in the night.  The upside is that if I was sleeping hard enough to lose track of where I was, at least I was SLEEPING!!! Sleep has been something that has escaped me over the past week or so.

The downside of the question “Where am I” is that in my sleep-stupor I was still frantically wondering if I might be in the same room with the DEMON CLOWNS THAT CAME TO MY FRONT PORCH LAST NIGHT!!!!

As a side note:  I have always had “issues” with clowns.  I can’t sleep if there’s a picture or figurine or any such image of a clown anywhere near my presence…..Then, there’s the whole “Steven King’s ‘IT’ ” fiasco of 1990!  I should still be in therapy over that trauma!

…but, I digress…..

Actually, I think I’ll talk a little about that…you know movie/mini-series that I mentioned above by Steven King:

You see, I NEVER watch horror movies...and by never, I mean: NU-HEH-VER!!!! I can turn a scary episode of “Sponge Bob Square Pants” into a horror movie….but, I digress…

So, in 1990, Byron and I moved to rural Missouri.  Kayleigh was only a few months old.  We moved into a very old, very creepy two-story house (in which the former tenant had committed suicide - SERIOUSLY!).  Byron was going to school and working two jobs - one at the local hospital as an orderly.  AND, OF COURSE, HE WORKED THE GRAVEYARD SHIFT (7pm to 7am)!!!!

So, on one particular “my husband’s working the graveyard shift and I’m here in a replica of the Amityville Horror house in a town where I know NO ONE” night, I was surfing our 7 channels and happened upon a story of some childhood friends who decide to return to their hometown……kind of like a reunion. I love reunions….how festive, how nice, how…..

OMG - HOW IN THE WIDE-WORLD-OF-SPORTS DID I MISS THE DEMON CLOWN WHO LIVES IN THE SEWER AND KILLS LITTLE CHILDREN PART OF THE STORY LINE?!!!  SERIOUSLY??!!!

So, needless to say, I paced the floor until Byron returned at 7:30 the next morning, and didn’t sleep for the next week…

We moved shortly after that.

Where was I?

Oh yeah,…

So, last night on my front porch, I was in the middle of fawning over a little girl in her adorable fairy princess costume - saying, “How cute!  I need an outfit like that for my own self!!” - when I felt a strange disturbance in “the force” around me….

As I looked up, not just one but TWO DEMON CLOWNS WITH BLOOD COVERED FANGS were headed up the steps to my front porch.  I hate to say I lost my composure - I mean, I tried…I really did.  But, in the end, I had my face buried in my hands and was whimpering and saying strange things in a kind of hysterical laugh-like voice……

And, with all that in my head last night, I tried to “catch up” on my sleep………

So, I’m somewhat fragile this morning.  I made the mistake of asking Byron if “the movie” really was released in 1990 (wanting to make sure my facts were right), so he proceeded to Google it for me so I didn’t have to see….you know “IT”.  The problem is that he - not having ever seen the movie - clicked on a clip…..and didn’t turn down the sound.

So, now I’m done crying hysterically….

So, now I can finish this post…..

I think I really need to go read the Bible or pray or something……

AND SOMEONE ELSE IS GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE DOWN THOSE 8 FT. SPIDERS WITH THE RED EYES!!!!!!

Peace.

Finally…

…when the alarm went off this morning (we slept in a little, so it went off at 6) - anyway, when I heard it, my first thought was, “Finally! I slept through the whole night!!”

From 11pm to 6am - that’s more than a full night for me. Yippee!!

Of course, it would probably take a month’s worth of nights like that to repair my insomnia, but I’m going to concentrate on the positive. And, maybe, tonight I’ll get to sleep by 10 and sleep ’til 7…Maybe!

By the way, the “tattoo” in the pic below (”Where’s My Fainting Couch”) is not real…

It looks like I’ve been talked into my first race. But at least it’s not ’til April - I will definitely need that long to train so that I don’t hyperventilate and die…or at least embarrass myself really badly. Were doing some kind of “group run” and Amanda is the slave-driver captain…I think she’s met her match with me…

We’ll see…

I’m not sure if sitting on the couch, blogging - while eating cheese toast and watching “Millionaire Matchmaker” is in the training regimen, but…

…oh well. I slept through the whole night so it’s all good no matter what. :-)
I guess I should go clean the laundry off of the elliptical machine…

peace.

Sleepless in Super Wal-Mart-Ville

So, I have to go to bed at a decent time tonight!!!

This “night owl” is turning over a new leaf!

Each night I act like I’m on vacation - not an adult with adult responsibilities…

And every morning at 5:30 or so, I feel like…well, horrible.

The training at the theater went well - so many people…it was wonderful! Then we had to pick up random supplies at Wal-Mart. (…I couldn’t find gaffers tape, though.)

Then, at the check-out Byron was saying “what’s wrong?” and he sounded like he was in a tunnel and with that weird slow-motion voice…I couldn’t feel my face, and everything looked wavy

I was able to sit down before I hit the floor - How embarrassing!! The man on the bench next to me kept giving me weird looks - but he didn’t look that hot either!

Anyway, I’ve spent the last few hours folding and packing up t-shirts - the new “LOVE WINS” ones are so cool - and I’m still feeling strange…

…so, I am going to bed at a decent hour, even if it kills me - it might because I can’t stand going to sleep! My motto has always been, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead…or in the morning…why waste a perfectly good night by sleeping!?” (Man, I’m wordy - even in my mottoes!)

But, that’s not a very adult attitude, I know…

…especially if I don’t want to cause a raucous at the Super Wal-Mart!

So, tonight I’ll think peaceful thoughts, listen to New Age music, and tell myself in a very soothing voice, “You’re feeling sleepy…very, very sleepy…”

…and maybe, just maybe it will work.

If not, the people in the front of the theater might want to keep one eye open as they worship, and keep their ears open for someone yelling, “Man down…I mean, way-too-tall-blonde down in front!!”

I probably should wear my zebra print jacket so they can see me coming and get out of the way.

I’m gonna go now and begin thinking sleepy thoughts.

(Even though I still have to wash laundry, highlight my hair, bedazzle…everything, and wash my purse dog (he got into something stinky today…)…maybe I’ll sleep on Monday!)

Sweet dreams-ish…peace.

What Day is it Anyway?

I’m used to blogging every day…

I usually have plenty to say…

I’ve opened my laptop several times intending to blog…

But, I just don’t have words today. I think I’m just too tired. Maybe next week I’ll have tons of profundity…

…not today.

Oh well.

I couldn’t sleep last night. My great friend, Diane, had surgery this morning - so I woke up around 2 am thinking about her, and what her friendship has meant to me - especially in the last year. She understands loss and grief, and she understands how to be an “aloe” kind of friend.

When the sun came up, I was still thinking about the people in my life that have been there for me through all the ups and downs of the last few years. I’m so grateful for the gift of friends like that.

Now this day is winding down and so am I…literally - but, we have band practice tonight, so I need to find some energy somewhere…

Maybe I’ll have more to say later…maybe. Or maybe I’ll just go to sleep (after “The Biggest Loser”, of course!).

…plus, I’m still decorating trees! When I’m finished decorating it will be time to put everything away again!! I love it, though. Maybe I’ll just leave all the Christmas stuff out all year long…maybe.

Okay, I’m done now. Peace out.