Um... I think sleep hates me...
So yeah, I haven’t been writing in my blog since before thanksgiving. Oops! But I have a reason. I think sleep hates me. Seriously!
I know some people have a good relationship with sleep, they come to visit for the night and leave in the morning thinking sleep is the nicest thing ever. But I'm here to tell you, and I'm sure others will agree, that sleep can be mean too.
First it started out where sleep was late in coming for our evening visit. Sleep would eventually come late pretending nothing was wrong and that I should just be grateful that they came at all. Then later sleep decided to interrupt our visits and leave for whatever reason. I think it has developed an attitude towards Joel. You see sleep sometimes leaves when Joel tosses and turns, acting as if he is rude. Well, I think sleep is rude. Then in the mornings when sleep is supposed to leave it tenaciously hangs on, pleading me not to go. And on the rudest occasions sleep just won't leave in the morning.
I don't know what I did to make sleep mad, but now lately when I come home and sit down to relax sleep kidnaps me for sometimes as long as two hours, gets mad at me when I finally escape, then refuses to visit me that night. What a jerk! So because my relationship with sleep has been on the rocks lately I've been forgetting things, like writing in my blog. I hope to make up with sleep soon and at least try and figure out how to stop the kidnappings.
I know some people have a good relationship with sleep, they come to visit for the night and leave in the morning thinking sleep is the nicest thing ever. But I'm here to tell you, and I'm sure others will agree, that sleep can be mean too.
First it started out where sleep was late in coming for our evening visit. Sleep would eventually come late pretending nothing was wrong and that I should just be grateful that they came at all. Then later sleep decided to interrupt our visits and leave for whatever reason. I think it has developed an attitude towards Joel. You see sleep sometimes leaves when Joel tosses and turns, acting as if he is rude. Well, I think sleep is rude. Then in the mornings when sleep is supposed to leave it tenaciously hangs on, pleading me not to go. And on the rudest occasions sleep just won't leave in the morning.
I don't know what I did to make sleep mad, but now lately when I come home and sit down to relax sleep kidnaps me for sometimes as long as two hours, gets mad at me when I finally escape, then refuses to visit me that night. What a jerk! So because my relationship with sleep has been on the rocks lately I've been forgetting things, like writing in my blog. I hope to make up with sleep soon and at least try and figure out how to stop the kidnappings.
posted by Natalie | 7:14 PM
4 Comments:
Oh, do I ever relate to this!
I decided to check your blog today, fully expecting to see the same picture that has been there for months.... but here you've come back to us!
Interesting take on sleep. Sounds like you and Joel need a new mattress :) Sorry, it's going to take awhile for me to get the Slumberland roots out of me. But seriously, if you need some mattress advice, I'm here for you.
I can relate to the sleeping in addiction- does it ever get old? Prob'ly not.
Joel and I do need a new mattress, but can't do anything about it. You see we need a king sized bed but it wouldn't be able to fit in our townhome. When we were moving our queen sized bed in it barely made it up the stairs (the stair to ceiling clearance is not great) and our room would be taken up mostly by the bed even if we could get it in there. Oh well!
Welcome back.
I think sleep is sometimes misunderstood. It likes regular schedules because it gets confused too easily, and then it doesn't know when it's supposed to arrive.
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