Insomniac

I never thought I'd bear that label. I've generally had a pretty easy time dropping off each night, and luxuriating in afternoon naps when they arose.

But the past few nights have been horrific! Late nights last week and most of the weekend. The wind blew and kept me half-awake all night Sunday, and when I did manage an early night on Monday I couldn't sleep. All the relaxing attempts, the warm bath, the Milo before bed, the mind-clearing, the shifting position - nothing helped. Eventually I got up and found a book to read until sufficiently tired.

But I think I know what the problem is. My mind refuses to shut down.

I lie there in bed with it going a hundred miles an hour, planning and dreaming and thinking and sorting through ideas. This weekend I've made a concerted push toward a few goals and dreams, and as things fall into place or learning happens the brain goes hyperactive. The possibilities run on loop through my head, with wishes and must-do's flitting by. So I'm flat on my back in the dark, dogwarmer at the legs, and this chuck of grey stuff won't sleep. Then I get p'd off at myself, which doesn't help.

However, I'm going to have to make a plan. I'm starting to scare the kids with my wild-eyed, over-tired looks... Not helpful at all. I need sufficient rest to function well during the day. I've got a lot of hard mental work coming up soon, and can't afford to be less than my best.

And then, this morning, if it weren't for the neighbours running late (literally) above my head, I would never have woken up nearly an hour after my alarm went off...

I hope this insomniac thing isn't more than a passing phase!