Why do children, already blessed with vast stores of energy, get to sleep so quickly and soundly, while we,
the caretakers of these children, lie awake and worry about not having the energy to keep up??
the caretakers of these children, lie awake and worry about not having the energy to keep up??
insomnia 101
Can’t sleep. Toss and turn. Wonder what time it is . . . Try to think sleepy thoughts to get back to sleep . . . not working. ..
Later . . .
Decide blankets are too heavy. Push blankets away. Decide shoulders are cold. Pull blankets back up.
Later . . .
Fluff pillow. Arm under pillow. Arm straight, arm flexed. Turn left. Turn right. Turn onto stomach. Thinking of vacuum cleaner bags—does our vacuum take Type U or Type A bags? Can’t remember. Just know we need some.
Later . . .
Wonder what time it is. No, don’t look at the clock. Bad luck. Calculate. Went to bed a 10:00. Feels like I’ve slept for three hours maybe, what are the chances that I’m right? Don’t peek.
Later . . .
Should not have had cocoa before bed. Too alert. Quite certain there are vacuum bags in hall closet. Did I buy one package or two? How many bags per package? Next time I’ll buy two packages. Why not a whole shopping cart full? We’ll certainly use them. Vacuum bags don’t get stale. Should always have more on hand. Why the double U in vacuum anyway? One U would do.
Later . . .
What time is it now? Three maybe? If it is three something I have less than three hours left to sleep before alarm sounds.
Later . . .
Did I set the alarm? Yes, I am certain. Maybe not. Can’t peek to see if alarm is set without seeing time. Decision made. Alarm was set. Must sleep now before alarm sounds.
Later . . .
I’m quite certain there are two bags per package. They’re rather expensive for paper things that just get thrown away. What a rip off. Who owns the company anyway?
Dirt Devil? Eureka?, Dyson? … No, Dyson is bagless. Bagless. That’s the way to go.
Later . . .
Drift, float, fly, whatever is necessary to get some sleep. Wonder how much time I’ve wasted. Thirty minutes? Forty-five? Can’t look. Want to be wrong. Want to have plenty of time to drift off again. Deep breath. Relaxing thoughts. No worries.
Later . . .
Husband begins odd breathing, not snoring as yet but potential for snore. Labored breathing, that’s it.
Later . . .
Decide blankets are too heavy. Push blankets away. Decide shoulders are cold. Pull blankets back up.
Later . . .
Fluff pillow. Arm under pillow. Arm straight, arm flexed. Turn left. Turn right. Turn onto stomach. Thinking of vacuum cleaner bags—does our vacuum take Type U or Type A bags? Can’t remember. Just know we need some.
Later . . .
Wonder what time it is. No, don’t look at the clock. Bad luck. Calculate. Went to bed a 10:00. Feels like I’ve slept for three hours maybe, what are the chances that I’m right? Don’t peek.
Later . . .
Should not have had cocoa before bed. Too alert. Quite certain there are vacuum bags in hall closet. Did I buy one package or two? How many bags per package? Next time I’ll buy two packages. Why not a whole shopping cart full? We’ll certainly use them. Vacuum bags don’t get stale. Should always have more on hand. Why the double U in vacuum anyway? One U would do.
Later . . .
What time is it now? Three maybe? If it is three something I have less than three hours left to sleep before alarm sounds.
Later . . .
Did I set the alarm? Yes, I am certain. Maybe not. Can’t peek to see if alarm is set without seeing time. Decision made. Alarm was set. Must sleep now before alarm sounds.
Later . . .
I’m quite certain there are two bags per package. They’re rather expensive for paper things that just get thrown away. What a rip off. Who owns the company anyway?
Dirt Devil? Eureka?, Dyson? … No, Dyson is bagless. Bagless. That’s the way to go.
Later . . .
Drift, float, fly, whatever is necessary to get some sleep. Wonder how much time I’ve wasted. Thirty minutes? Forty-five? Can’t look. Want to be wrong. Want to have plenty of time to drift off again. Deep breath. Relaxing thoughts. No worries.
Later . . .
Husband begins odd breathing, not snoring as yet but potential for snore. Labored breathing, that’s it.
Nudge spouse gently. No change, Wait forever. Yes, is definitely in the snore category now.
Nudge spouse harder, spouse turns, looks at clock. Rolls over, resumes snoring.
I’m quite certain our vacuum takes type U bags…
A real-life experience by Patricia Shaw DuMont
(Dedicated to my sleeping husband who fortunately, rarely snores.)
Nudge spouse harder, spouse turns, looks at clock. Rolls over, resumes snoring.
I’m quite certain our vacuum takes type U bags…
A real-life experience by Patricia Shaw DuMont
(Dedicated to my sleeping husband who fortunately, rarely snores.)
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