smidgy
dimples
- Joined
- Aug 27, 2006
well, nebo got more sleep than I did!
we decided that I would not work sat night. in fact, I told the owners of the restaurant we were leaving sat., cause when you need to get home early, that's the night you have a table that comes in just before close and lingers!
turns out I probably would have been tired enough to sleep a little if I had done that. I went to bed about 8. think I fell asleep about 9, for an hour, tops.. noticed my throat was kinda scratchy (you can be healthy for 8 months, but plan a trip?? sure, sore throat. hope it's nothing.)
get a sip of water.. no, then I'll have to pee soon. ok, ignore the throat.. but now I'm really thirsty. no,Patches, I don't want to pet you now. go bother daddy.... throat sore. ok go drink and pee at the same time. maybe the newly emptied bladder will be fooled, at least until I fall asleep.
now... you can not have seen mischief (the other cat) for 6 hours, but as soon as you are sitting on the toilet, she is miraculously lying at your feet. rolling around. purring. she wants you to pet her with your feet. (in fact she is lying on my foot right now. she loves feet. the other night she laid down right on nebo's flip flops, rubbing up against them from time to time)
after my calf mucles started to get sore, a few sips of water (not working, throat still scratchy), I decide to read a bit of my Redbook, while I wait for the water to "kick in". and sip more water.. while my feet are rubbing the cat back and forth. (I'm amazed I didn't start juggling with my toothbrush, hairbrush, and throw in the razor, just to make in interesting!) and occupy myself since I'm nowhere near my ususal bedtime.
I finally go back to bed. and repeat this process about 6 times, adding in the panicked look at the clock every 10 minutes. do you know I NEVER slept after that? I got out of bed about 10 minutes before the alarm was going to go off. sigh.
maybe I can sleep in the cab? uh oh, it's that talkative cabbie with the long hair that picked me up at the Vee. (apparently Ilet myself get picked up a lot!)
actually,now don't laugh, born and raised in Chicago..I don't drive in over 3 inches of snow anymore. (another reason Florida and I would be a good fit)
jumping ahead here, but no sleeping on the plane either. in fact, no sleeping until bedtime sunday night at CSR
and if you knew me and my relationship with sleeping (I like it.. a lot) you would be amazed!
we decided that I would not work sat night. in fact, I told the owners of the restaurant we were leaving sat., cause when you need to get home early, that's the night you have a table that comes in just before close and lingers!
turns out I probably would have been tired enough to sleep a little if I had done that. I went to bed about 8. think I fell asleep about 9, for an hour, tops.. noticed my throat was kinda scratchy (you can be healthy for 8 months, but plan a trip?? sure, sore throat. hope it's nothing.)
get a sip of water.. no, then I'll have to pee soon. ok, ignore the throat.. but now I'm really thirsty. no,Patches, I don't want to pet you now. go bother daddy.... throat sore. ok go drink and pee at the same time. maybe the newly emptied bladder will be fooled, at least until I fall asleep.
now... you can not have seen mischief (the other cat) for 6 hours, but as soon as you are sitting on the toilet, she is miraculously lying at your feet. rolling around. purring. she wants you to pet her with your feet. (in fact she is lying on my foot right now. she loves feet. the other night she laid down right on nebo's flip flops, rubbing up against them from time to time)
after my calf mucles started to get sore, a few sips of water (not working, throat still scratchy), I decide to read a bit of my Redbook, while I wait for the water to "kick in". and sip more water.. while my feet are rubbing the cat back and forth. (I'm amazed I didn't start juggling with my toothbrush, hairbrush, and throw in the razor, just to make in interesting!) and occupy myself since I'm nowhere near my ususal bedtime.
I finally go back to bed. and repeat this process about 6 times, adding in the panicked look at the clock every 10 minutes. do you know I NEVER slept after that? I got out of bed about 10 minutes before the alarm was going to go off. sigh.
maybe I can sleep in the cab? uh oh, it's that talkative cabbie with the long hair that picked me up at the Vee. (apparently Ilet myself get picked up a lot!)
actually,now don't laugh, born and raised in Chicago..I don't drive in over 3 inches of snow anymore. (another reason Florida and I would be a good fit)
jumping ahead here, but no sleeping on the plane either. in fact, no sleeping until bedtime sunday night at CSR
and if you knew me and my relationship with sleeping (I like it.. a lot) you would be amazed!