Tag: insomnia

Never-Ending

You guys are super interested in my insomnia woes, right? I hope so ’cause that’s what today’s post is about (not least because it is never far from my mind). And it could be worse; I could be talking about my returning eczema 🙂

Yesterday I stayed in bed until 5 PM. It was, admittedly, not the greatest plan, but I can’t be upset about it. I needed sleep. So last night I didn’t bother going to bed until 2 because I wasn’t tired. Apparently I didn’t stay up late enough, either, because I tossed and turned and occasionally just watched The O.C. for hours. The worst part was that I wanted to get up at a decent time this morning to run errands, so I figured it was far too late to take Advil PM. A little after 4 I decided that if I was still awake at 5 I’d just give up again.

But then something amazing happened: I fell asleep sometime around 4:30. And I got out of bed at 8. I don’t know which of those miracles is more miraculous.

So that’s the latest on my insomnia. I’m going to try to go to bed around midnight so I can take Advil PM if necessary.

Until tomorrow.

I’m So Screwed

My insomnia hit a new low (high?) last night: I didn’t sleep. Not even a little bit. I didn’t even try to sleep until almost 2 AM because I wasn’t tired and I didn’t want to toss and turn for hours. Except that’s what I did. I listened to four episodes of The O.C. in their entirety (and three of them were Oliver episodes, too, and I hate Oliver) and just gave up when I realized it was after 5 AM.

I went downstairs to read, hoping that the combination of reading and the comfy chair would help me sleep, but no such luck. When my alarm went off at 7 I decided I may as well make coffee and have breakfast.

At 9:30 I decided to go back upstairs and try to sleep for two hours. I’m pretty sure I slept for part of that two hours, but it definitely had more than its fair share of tossing and turning as well.

I haven’t tried to sleep since because I really didn’t see any point, but now I have a problem. When I started this post (at 9:30 PM) I was yawning my head off. I wanted to publish this post and go right to bed, but I was afraid of subjecting myself to more insomnia-induced frustration. I really don’t know if I could fall asleep before 10, especially since my neighbors are shooting off a ton of fireworks. And now I’ve stopped yawning, which makes my falling asleep easily even more doubtful. But I’m bored and I know that I really should try to sleep tonight.

Blah, insomnia makes everything complicated.

Until tomorrow.

It’s Back

My insomnia is so back, you guys. Aren’t I lucky?

Or maybe it’s not insomnia. Maybe it’s all The O.C.‘s fault. Stay with me. Every time I decide to listen to episodes of The O.C. when I go to bed I have sleep issues. Yet I keep doing it, like, once a year. I just hope it doesn’t last for the whole series because I only just started. I mean, the Kickoff Carnival episode from the first season was playing when I finally fell asleep last night (it was also the third episode I’d listened to).

You know what? I think it’s actually insomnia and this thing with The O.C. is just a coincidence. You know what else? I can’t wait to spend the next three hours tossing and turning, desperately wanting to fall asleep.

(Did I just put a Better Than Ezra song in your head? Good.)

Until tomorrow.

Aww Nuts

I was tired last night so I went to bed at 12:30. So far, so good, right? But then I didn’t fall asleep for over an hour.

I think my old pal insomnia is back. Lucky, lucky me.

I wish I knew how I can go from yawning my head off to getting under the covers and instantly becoming wide awake. How does that happen? How?

I tried to combat insomnia tonight by drinking Sleepytime tea two hours ago, but I’m not sure it’s going to work. On the plus side, I did just start yawning, so maybe all is not lost.

Until tomorrow.

Called It

Sometimes I really hate being right. In yesterday’s post I asserted that I’d probably end up lying awake until 2 AM. Boy, was I right. And then some. The last time that I know I was awake was 3:40 AM. I know this because I looked at the clock as I put the third movie into my DVD player. Yes, I listened to/watched two entire movies (Clueless and The Princess Diaries 2) while trying to fall asleep. I ended up falling asleep shortly after I started the third movie, Penelope. (By the by, Penelope is a fantastic movie. And not just because James McAvoy is completely adorable in it.)

Surprisingly, when my alarm went off at 8 AM I wanted No Part Of It. So I just kept hitting snooze for hours. To the point that it really didn’t make sense for me to go to Target today (but I really will need to go to Target tomorrow because I am running out of breakfast food).

Insomnia is the best, you guys.

In other, less depressing, news, the new Matchbox Twenty record is out today. I’ve only listened to it once, but I quite enjoyed it. I don’t really expect it to work its way into heavy rotation until I get tickets to see them live, but it’s good. The deluxe version I got from iTunes included the video for “She’s So Mean,” which is amusing. And, man, do I love Kyle’s pants.

Until tomorrow.

Insomni Uh Oh

Taking the past several nights into consideration, I have come to the conclusion that my ol’ pal insomnia has decided to pay me yet another visit. I can’t tell you guys how honored I feel by these continued attentions. To have insomnia choose me again and again is just…it’s really special, y’know?

Sure, I’m being sarcastic, but it’s hard to have any other reaction to night after night spent lying awake, desperately wanting to fall asleep. (Great, now I’ve got Better Than Ezra in my head, which is really impressive since I’m listening to “For Whom the Bell Tolls.”)

I was just yawning a lot while watching TV, though, so hopefully that’s a good sign.

Until tomorrow.